King Tut, How'd You Get so Funky?

My daughter's 6th grade class is studying Ancient Egypt.

They were given a selection of various projects to choose from - things they had to research and create, such as a beaded collar, an Egyptian dictionary, and some other things I can't remember. My daughter decided to make a King Tutankhamen Death Mask.

King Tut...King Tut...every time I think of King Tut this song keeps running through my mind, remember Steve Martin's song?





Anyway...the project came with detailed directions on how to make this mask. I took one look at it and immediately a few more hairs on my head turned gray. Why do they do this to us parents? Fortunately my hubby has a strong art background and he's the one that made the trip to the craft store to get our supplies. He came home with a styrofoam board, a plastic mask, some paint and some new brushes, and proclaimed that he had no idea how to make papier-mache.

Well geez, that's the one thing I do know. Newspaper, flour and water.

It was a team effort, and here is the finished product. We're all quite proud.

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