I put dots of glue on the shirt and he stuck the pom poms on--I only had to remind him a few times to NOT put ones next to each other that were the same color. And then, being the Type A mom that I am, I didn't let him draw the house. After like eight practice sketches, I finally put Sharpie to to shirt and drew it. And it wasn't too bad.
He really loved the shirt--and claimed that he won best shirt in his class and got a crown. Then he said that he won best boy shirt. Then he said everyone in another class won, so I really have no idea if he won or not, but I was really proud of us for a few minutes.
Braden wanted to get in on the fun too--he's going through a Daniel Tiger phase and insisted on wearing a red "Daniel Tiger" shirt. Isn't he cute? I kiss him a lot because his cheeks are still chubby. That Finley is like a bag of sharp sticks. And Braden is still like a sack of marshmallows.