Well, now that the last of the Christmas beaded presents have been delivered, I can post about the addictive and pervasive beading week that I roped my children into this year.
The big problem, of course, with three people all doing different beading tasks at once is that the room in use kind of becomes a huge, sprawling landscape of tiny coloured spheres and containment attempts are never 100% effective. Also, that room was the main dining/living room area, because the craft room of my dream house is still an elusive fantasy. Needless to say, other activities that this space was previously used for, such as eating, began taking place in obscure locations or downstairs in front of the television.
The hardest part about beading is trying to find stores with affordable supplies. Being in Toronto, I always have the option of going to a high end beading store and buying small strings and individual beads for a decadent premium. However, seeing as this was meant to be a way to encourage my children to finance their own gifts this year, we buckled to the corporate demon and bought the bulk of our beading supplies from Walmart. To help my kids out (and because this was mainly my fault), I paid the high overdue fines on the beading pattern library books we forgot to renew.