Ah, glitter. It sparkles, shines... and ends up being found for weeks after-wards on the floor, chairs, and even the cat. At least- that was before I found a better way to contain it. The joys of glitter without all the mess? Oh yes!
Once her egg had all the stickiness she desired, we put it in a plastic container...
and sprinkled glitter on it...
then she shook it...
and shook it some more...
...before admiring the final result.
Didn't they turn out lovely? A small disclaimer that Mama joined in the fun and made the egg with the simple band around the middle- but the rest were made by the lovely Isia herself. And these hollow beauties survived! I find myself in awe at the resiliency of the eggshell- especially after watching them bounce around in the container at the mercy of my toddler's little hands. Amazing.
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