Thing 1 is into the cosplay thing.
I wholeheartedly support this course of action. It's a creative use of time that involves planning, execution of an idea, effort, and creativity.
To that end, I encased his face in plaster of Paris tonight, and made him lie still for 20 minutes, on order to cast his gorgeous face for a mask.
If only I could make Wern do the same!
As it was our inaugural outing with such shenanigans, I had no high hopes for the final outcome, but let me say: those three instructional sites I read and the research, however penurious, that we did, resulted in a semi-successful outcome.
To wit: there is now a likeness of his face resting on our mantel, drying.
A Mother's love, right there.
The mask will, in time, be turned into (I think) a skull mask, but that is up to himself. I just know I had fun plastering plaster-of-paris-infused webbing all over his face and watching him have to sit still for 20 minutes.
Oh, if only this had worked when he was a toddler.