Mummy Magnet!

In the run up to my opening I was working late in the laundry and my 11 year old son came in and asked:  "I'm bored, what can I do?"  Sound familiar?  Well, several things sprung to mind including, go to bed!  Tempted as I was to say that, I just knew he'd go in and turn on a computer game.  Oh dilemma!

All thoughts of good mothering and tucking him in bed went out the window and I said: "O.K., if you want to be here, you have to help out."  He agreed and to keep him occupied I got out my silver scraps and a hammer and set him the task of making little tags.  He then hallmarked them.  I was mindful that my neighbours might not appreciate his enthusiasm with the hammer. Seeing me polishing rings, of course he wanted to do that too, so I let him...minus the polish.  I got him using brass brushes, both at the sink and on my pendant drill.  He could see the instant results and just loved it.

I'd just finished a new pod ring so I gave him a go at hallmarking that as well.  He didn't do too badly.
Because he'd worked on both rings pictured above plus the fact that the evening is burned in my memory as special, I haven't taken the rings off since!  No, they weren't included in the exhibition.  I just couldn't bring myself to sell them. Talk about bad business person!  However, what these rings represent is priceless to me.
I captured a bit of it on video and I just laughed as he shook his head as if to say...Mum...Not the camera again!