Amy Booth

Keep Cutting

When I was a child, I swore to myself that I would always have scissors, tape, paper and crayons easily available for my future children. I grew up in a house where you could never find what you needed when the moment of creativity hit. I wanted to have an area that anyone could go to create, regardless of what they wanted to make. As an adult, my life was hectic raising two precocious girls 17 months apart, but I kept my promise. Not only did they have the basics, but they had tubs and tubs of art supplies, everything from clay to glitter to beads. Even as toddlers, my girls always knew they could find a pair of kid friendly scissors, one for my right-handed baby and one for my south paw.