A Cut Above The Rest

Creativity comes to each of us in many forms, what we are passionate about is as different as the waves in the ocean. Over the years I have enjoyed showing off my creativity in many ways, painting, singing, dancing and now child rearing. It turns out that being a mom has to be the most creative project I have ever been involved in and it is most definitely the one I am most passionate about. I find myself utilizing everyday items for things I never thought I would be doing in my life. Like scissors.

Who knew a simple pair of scissors could be used for so much more than just opening an envelope or cutting a coupon? Those same scissors that used to live in my junk drawer and only come out a few times a year are now used daily. Between trimming my two year old daughter's hair after she decided to give herself a secret haircut in the bathroom out of eye sight. Or fixing my teenage son's favorite pants because he ripped another hole in them. Don't forget about using those bad boys to cut open a bag of dinosaur chicken tenders for dinner and then using them again to then cut those nuggets into tiny bite size pieces for the baby. I use my trusty scissors for cutting up tiny charcuterie boards for the kids every weekend, making sure to have the fruits and veggies look just as beautiful and appealing as possible. My level of perfectionism in my home can undoubtedly be reached with a pair of scissors in hand and an audible book in my ear. I know what you are probably thinking, momming is not a hobby nor is it creative in any way. But that is where I beg to differ. Maybe you have never actually looked at it that way and it’s time for another viewpoint to see just how creative this hobby truly is.

The definition of a hobby is an activity that is regularly done for one's pleasure and I would love to say that parenting done with love is exactly that, an activity I do regularly for pleasure. My hobbies used to include (and still do on occasion) traveling, skydiving, stand up paddle boarding, kayaking, basketball, biking, jogging and painting. But now my hobbies include cuddling, kissing boo boos, singing lullabies, playing board games, telling knock knock jokes and carpool karaoke. As we grow, we learn and as our lives change we really start to notice that it is more about the little things. The little things like cutting off band aids because it hurts too bad to just pull it off. Like cutting out snowflakes at Christmas time to put all over the doors to decorate. Like cutting up the tiny bits of chives to top off the perfect twice baked potato for Sunday night dinner. Or the little tomatoes that need to be cut into fourths so our 2 year old can safely eat them with her lunch.

Sometimes being creative doesn’t have to be cookie cutter or normal. Sometimes being creative is taking the everyday ordinary and making it just a tad bit extraordinary. Using the basics that have always been there for you, just waiting to be needed in a time like this. Like these perfect kitchen scissors that my mother gave me when I moved into my first home with my husband. She said I might need them one day and man was she right, as always. These simple scissors have seen so much of my creativity change over the years. And if these scissors could talk, well, I think they would say the exact same thing. I bet they are thrilled to no longer live in the junk drawer under old pencils, now they sit on the kitchen counter, proud, because with my hobby I use these bad boys every day.