I was in my craft room, trying to locate a pattern that I know I purchased this week, when my youngest daughter, Rachel, bounced into the room. This was not ideal, as I was planning to commence sewing her birthday present once I found the missing pattern.
She’s a bit of a flit-on-by kind of girl, so I assumed she’d blast me with a bit of hurried chatter before continuing on her way to some other unsuspecting member of the family, but, of course, no. She stopped next to me and watched me for a few seconds, then said, “I want to use the sewing machine.”
I looked over her, raised an eyebrow, and said, “Oh, really? What for?”
She giggled, “To sew a quilt!”
“Oh,” I said, “what kind of quilt?”
She shrugged, “My usual, you know…the one I always make.”
“Why don’t you make a different one?”
“Because that’s the only one I know how to make…”
“Hmmm,” I said, “wouldn’t it be nice if you had a mother who could, like, I don’t know, TEACH YOU how to make other kinds of quilts?”
“Yeah, it really would,” she said, “I really wish…WAIT! I DO HAVE A MOM THAT CAN TEACH ME HOW TO MAKE A DIFFERENT QUILT!”
And that, my friends, was how I came to start another quilt instead of working on my kid’s birthday present. Now, if you’ll excuse me, there is some massive pattern perusal happening that I need to get back to…
HA! Have fun😁
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How sweet, hope you share her quilt.
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Nothing like a daughter to keep us humble. 🙂 You are so lucky to have one that shares your hobby, even if it is hit or miss.
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