The Worst Christmas Crafts Ever

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Once, when Fen was 3, I was desperately in need of a friend and agreed to go to a moms of preschoolers group with my next door neighbor. It was horrific and made me realize I hated hanging out with lots of other mothers with young kids.
We also made a craft there that made me want to burn myself alive. It was a glass block with papery festive ribbon hot glued around the perimeter and tied in a bow at the top. I feel like I’m forgetting a part of the craft, but that was essentially what it was, and I was inwardly sneering and rolling my eyes and giggling. I couldn’t wait to run home and present it to Christian so we could share a moment.
In the spirit of craft-bashing, I have compiled some horrific creations that shall be made fun of. I know some people love these things. Part of me feels badly for judging. A very small part of me.

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He looks like poo.

Thiz a Christmas tree.

More hospital Christmas fun.


Why? Why use a footprint for this? That’s stretching it.


Lightbulb snowman

I don’t know.

This makes me angry.

Sorry not sorry.

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4 Comments

  1. 11/04/2018 / 8:00 pm

    I cannot unsee the hospital crafts, but why is baby Jesus nestled in a poop foot!? Candy canes have now been ruined!!!!!!!! (Yes, that many !!! Were necessary)

  2. Cyndy R
    11/05/2018 / 10:37 am

    (drumroll) And the winner is….dirty Mr. and Mrs. Clause! Runner up…Hospital Rudolph, ewwww. When I was a kid I was at my friend’s house and her mom let us make these big snowmen (like 15 inches tall) out of batting and felt. They turned out really cool. I wonder whatever happened to that snowman? This happens a lot….I think of something I used that have that was cool or memorable, but I can’t remember whatever happened to it. Of course I can’t hold on to every thing that I ever have in my life cause that would make me a hoarder on an expert level. I had a bazillion stuffed animals on my bed when I was a middle schooler and I remember at one point I got sick of taking them on and off all the time cause I’m a bed maker, and so I decided I would keep a few most special ones and then the rest I lined up in a group like a family reunion and took a photo. Then I gave them away. Guess what? I can’t find that f-ing photo now! The whole point was to keep them alive in my memory by having a photo of them instead of keeping all the animals and now I don’t even have the photo, but I guess I do have the memory of the experience, until I go senile. Ahhh, life. Crazy weird life. 🙂

  3. Diane B
    11/11/2018 / 9:09 am

    Super duper thankful none of my crafts were on this list. Phew!!!

    • Jeanette
      Author
      11/11/2018 / 4:35 pm

      Heh. Me, too. THAT would be awkward.

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