Monsterlijke wc-rolletjes met een hart voor jou!


Je ziet het al meteen, dit zijn gewone wc-rolletjes, maar met een bijzondere boodschap. Ze hebben namelijk een hart voor jou, omdat ze je zo lief vinden! De wc-rol monstertjes zijn geverfd met Creall Glitterpaint rood. Doordat deze verf transparant is, geeft het de grijzige kartonnen rol een levend bruinrood effect. 

Met de eigenwijze (ongelijke) wiebeloogjes, een chenilledraad als armpjes en een zigzag mondje, zien deze monstertjes er toch superlief uit? Knip een hartje uit gekleurd papier/karton of foamrubber met glitters. Prik de gaatjes in de rol én in het hartje met een prikpen.

Schrijf de naam van de ontvanger op het hartje (bijv. Mama, Oma, Valentijn) met permanente viltstift. Geef het cadeau of houd het lekker zelf. Fijne Valentijnsdag, een gezellige Moederdag of gewoon een Monsterlijke-wcrol-met hartjes-dag gewenst! Heel veel liefs! xxx

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Gekleurde verf met glitters voor gebruik op verschillende ondergronden. 

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34 Valentijn ideetjes

Verzameld door Crea met Kids
The Door
#shortstory A short story set in the fantasy world. Maybe it can also be seen as the beginning of a further adventure. Who knows. Enjoy. Thank you in advance for your appreciation. It was not the specific properties of “the door” that attracted me in an unusual way. Every day I walked through dozens of doors and, like everyone else, I opened and mattered. That's what they serve for.   For some time now I also closed my bedroom door in the evening. In the morning I took them off the lock to go down the stairs, open the front door and get my daily newspaper. Ever since the neighbors had broken into, this had become more than a routine for me. It was a checklist that I meticulously ticked off every night. The latches on the front door and closing my bedroom door.   It was also not the oak door frame or the gilded latch that attracted my attention as a strangely twisted question mark today more than usual. It was a beam of diffused light, drilled silently through the keyhole of my bedroom door in the middle of the night. The light formed a long, fluttering cone of floating, swirling dust particles that splash open in a circle at my waist. How I got out of bed and ended up in the middle of the room, I barely wondered. I dabbled with my index finger the outline of the projected light on my body and felt nothing. Oddly, because at that time I expected the opposite. Logical thinking at three o'clock in the morning is not really the easiest task, but I was pertinent sure it was night. I even remembered that today it was new moon, which was the advantage of owning a tear calendar that daily mentioned all sorts of useful and less useful things. Spicy of me! For a moment I doubted whether the light on the landing had been cut out. Let me summarize: I'll look around the landing... light out in the hallway, light on in my bedroom, turn on the door and... close. Check, I didn't forget anything. At that moment, my brain unanimously took the ambiguous decision that I was the next victim of the burglar... or that I was dreaming. I hesitantly took a few steps forward. There are those who claim that dreams are deceit, others claim the opposite and read the future in it or declare them as signs we get from the afterlife. I, on the other hand, was a doubter, always been. I was somewhere in the midst of these two opposing opinions, just as I was in the middle of my bedroom, in front of the door where light shone from the keyhole, light that normally shouldn't be there! A desperate person who had to choose between the burglar and the dream. It occurred to me that the time, between the moment when the neurons in my brain were playing the “step to the door “command at my feet, that time to bridge those next meters that were still moving me away from the door, was stretched as I approached that strange light source.. Yet my hand suddenly felt the coolness of the latch in its grip.   In dreams, that should be perfectly possible, I thought. A dream? So I stood there, still, still wailing, still in front of the door, motionless with a question mark in my hand. The latch felt less cool than just now or was it longer than a moment ago. An hour could also have expired. My sense of time was lost somewhere between the four walls of the bedroom.   Slowly, as if on the other side of the door someone was exerting resistance - maybe the burglar - my hand was moving. Awfully slow, my fist, the knuckles white with tension, made a movement moving with the numbers of the clock. Only then did I see that the key wasn't on the door! Had I put it on my bedside table earlier this evening? Not that I had that habit. No, I always left him on the lock, but in a dream everything is possible, or not sometimes?   I was sweating. Was it from fear or effort, I did not know. But it ran me like pee from my forehead, a few drops in my eyes clouded my vision of things, especially on'D I E D E U R'. I now heard my fear falling into drops to the ground: drip... drip... drip... drip... drip...! At that moment, I knew for sure. This was not a dream. Surely not such an ordinary week-pleasure-but-good-by dream.   It was a downright nightmare!   A strange word whose etymology I should look up again, perhaps at a more appropriate time, when I had more time... or was awake. I saw in my imagination already a horse in the night, heard the sound of his roaring trot pounding in my ears ominously. Or was it just my blood flowing faster. Perhaps the pressure that increased in my veins ominously and my heart fluttering down my throat like a rumbling drum. I saw in front of my mind's eye a black prancing mare with eyes like carbuncles and hooves slapping those gensters somewhere on the landing behind the bedroom door.   The next moment, it was as if a white cloth was thrown over me in a flash.. Blinded I waved my arms around me and felt the support of 'something' in my back.   Deeply inhale and exhale, above all 'keep' breathing! My first idea drilled into my mind like an ice-cold awl: I got ambushed and someone pushes me a knife or revolver in the back. With fear I froze in the middle of a movement, standing there with arms spread out like a crazy, sweaty statue trying to do nothing above all.   Eventually I perceive shapes, not neatly delineated, but blurry images, as if I was peering through the lid of an inlay jar or through a window of smoke glass. Careful, torturingly slow, I turned half around and looked amazed at what I saw over my shoulder. The door was behind me now but there was no light left through the keyhole.   Should that disturb me even more? I was on the other side of the door? That could or should be the only obvious explanation of this bizarre hocus pocus.   Light dispels ghosts one claims. Is that true?? I felt shapes along me. Cool unknown creatures whispering strange words and sounds, soft as velvet, which I just didn't understand, but still caused the goose bumps on my arms. Half-blind, with the courage of despair and the poor stabbed, almost panicked, I felt the light. My hands found hard whimsical shapes at body height, protrusions that vibrated inside when I hesitantly touched them.   At that moment, I thought for a moment to squeeze myself in the arm. You read it in every ghost story as a proven means of knowing if you are actually dreaming or if you are awake because of the pain. But I didn't dare. My heart was still beating faster than usual and my blood was still vaguely ringing in my ears. The fear wasn't gone, but... Then I got a little bit curious! You have these lizards that have a third eyelid. It's called a nip on these critters. Such an additional eyelid serves as a protection for those long-tailed reptiles. My third eyelid, whether I owned it or not, opened. Maybe it was just the things around me that opened up,! But who would tell me at that moment what was reality and what was not. My vision gradually came back to normal, and what I saw was not possible, couldn't. Not at all! No, I couldn't be awake. In my room there was no rock mass, with here and there in between a pointed stalagmite or a small river that meandered a little further between two opposite walls and slowly disappeared up into the ceiling without leaving any trace.. Let alone fish flying back and forth over furniture and chairs like fur-colored butterflies in a butterfly garden and then just dissolved again, poof... as if they had never been there. Suddenly, a red-brown dragon stepped out of the left corner and looked at me in the waddling past suspicious, conceited his giant head and blew some shrub on fire in the other corner of the room before he disappeared into the opposite corner.. Where was that going now?   Was this the limit of my fantasy in my dream? Would I continue on this road until I bathed in my own sweat, woke up relieved in my bed? Then I saw, half hidden behind a species of palm tree unknown to me, whose purple leaves grew up and bore pitch-black fruits, the next door!   The realization in me grew steadily as I slowly took the following steps: this was not a dream or a nightmare, this was not the end, but perhaps the beginning of a new story.   ©Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere    
Glitter everywhere!
We love Glitters! Today we were in the glitter. Glitter rhinestones everywhere, from small to large, in all kinds of shapes and colours! What's it glittering to do, this fun Craft with glitters hobby. We received yesterday a very nice package from Glitterbaas. That's a supplier of glitters, glitters and oh yes, also glitters! You can go in so many ways with it, anything can and will you decorate with glitters, if possible. In the package there was also a canvas cloth with already the shape of a heart. And, of course, a whole bag full of glitter stones. So many glitter stones together we had never seen before, and of course we immediately dived into! What we made of it? And how you can do it easily? You can see that below! The set with heart canvas cloth and glitters comes complete with paint, brush, glue, tool and instructions. Because we wanted a lighter pink, we added a pinch of white paint, and mixed. With the wide, soft brush, dyeing the canvas is a breeze! While the cloth dries (that went really fast) we looked at the stones which are inside. Lots of species and all super beautiful! The glue in the handy bottle has a fine yield outing. Fill the heart with glue. This can be done in stages, the glue does not dry very quickly, so filling the entire heart can also. Larger stones can be easily picked up by hand, the small stones can be easily picked up with the supplied wax tool. We first distributed the larger glitter stones a little over the heart. After that, we have the medium-sized rhinestones distributed over the heart Finally, the empty holes are filled with smaller stones, and then the smallest sparkles ! The corners are still pimped, just glued with the same glue. The white glue dries by itself, tomorrow all the glue will be completely transparent! If you would like a smaller project, take such a mini donkey with cloth! For that we took the ocean glitter stones, which are so cute! Glue the small canvas cloth with the handy Glitter boss glue. Choosing which one to stick on is quite difficult, they are all too fun! Last but not least, the smallest yellow pebbles with the tool. So on the small wooden donkey it has become a real small work of art. You could also stick glitter on the wooden donkey, if you want! We are very happy with the result and it is really fun to do. Maybe also fun to do during your children's party? That will definitely be glittering! Do you also want to get started with glitters? We can imagine that very well! It even seems like it's a little addictive.. oei! At least it's very relaxing to do, so it's a nice recommendation for everyone who likes glitters. And there will be a lot, because who doesn't like a lot of glitters? Do you want to know more about the glitter packages, eg. the ocean glitter stones or glitter mixes and other party and craft kits with glitters, please contact Angelique from Glitter boss . Glitter heart package - More info Glitter Unicorn package - more info Glitter Cat package - more info - Want to see more here on Yoors? Or give a comment or maybe post something yourself? That can be! Sign up first (free) at Yoors: - Sign up here for free at Yoors! De Knutseljuf Ede has been working with Mirelle van Crea for years with Kids! All craft tips of De Knutseljuf Ede can be found on the website www.creametkids.nl The Craft Teacher will also come to your home at your children's party! Do you want to make these glitter pieces or do a creative workshop at your home? Then look at www.deknutseljuf.nl Follow De Knutseljuf Ede on Facebook , Instagram and Pinterest Mail: ilse@deknutseljuf.nl #glitters #glitterstones #glitterrhinestones #tinkering #creatively #glitterboss #creativelymetglitters #glitter #creativelymetkids #creabea #creativelybezig #creativelybezigzijn #homemade #homemadeiszoveelleuker #deknutselmaf #blingbling   #blingblingart