My button jar
Until recently, I didn't have a button jar. I had lots of buttons, some of them in little plastic bags, that came as spares for new clothes, some that I had left over from something I'd made, some that I'd saved in case I ever needed them, and others that just appeared from somewhere, but no button jar. I decided that it was about time that I set up my own button jar, to keep my buttons together in.
A good distraction
I had some sewing that I needed to get done this weekend, which isn't always easy with some over eager 'helpers' around. As I was getting my sewing things out, I thought that it might be time to introduce my small people to the button jar. I opened the jar, and gave it to Anja, along with a tray to put the buttons on. She spent a good half an hour emptying the buttons out, looking at them, putting them back into the jar and generally enjoying herself.
Fun for all ages
After a while she got a bit bored, and started to try and throw the buttons onto the floor, and even eat them. I stepped in at that point and found her something else to do. Lena came in for a look at the buttons though, and was just as interested as her sister had been. She went and fetched a spoon to help her put them back into the jar as she was playing.
So there you have it, hours of entertainment with nothing more sophisticated than a jar of old buttons. Do you have a button jar or tin? Did you play with your mothers button jar when you were small?