When I think of doing projects with my grandchildren, I always like to paraphrase the last refrain from an old poem, "Song for a 5th Child" by Ruth Hamilton:
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,
For children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.
I'm playing with my grandchildren and children don't keep.
And now, in 2010, I realize once again how true this is; the kids are all so grown up, involved in so many activities, that they can rarely play with Nana. So, on the rare occasions nowadays when it happens, I go YESSS!
In addition to the 40 projects shown here, there are probably others that have been part of some other theme throughout this website. For instance, Jenn'a Harvest Hutch was done in a workshop with a woman and her two daughters.
