Miss B came home from Maker Faire today with a fire in her belly for sewing. From a very early age, like when we had money to burn on private school, the mantra around the house was "don't buy something if you can go home and make one better." And that might be true with a lot of things, if only there were more time in a day. There are always plenty of sewing machines, spools of thread, yarns, paints, glitters, papers, brushes, pens and pencils to do just that with. Apparently, she was quite smitten with these.
My first sewing lesson probably looked a lot like the photo below. Sewing machine whirring about ten feet away from the piano, with me asleep somewhere nearby with Gran and Mom stitching up goods. I have a feeling Little E didn't wanna miss out on the Making Action, especially when she knew what Miss was up to. No, she couldn't quite fall asleep up there. Not with Daddy , who ditched me for poker in Tiburon, and not with me either.
Even after a late night due to sleepover, followed by an early morning today to get out the door to be treated all day to Maker Faire, Miss B stayed up and made patterns and pinned and cut and sewed and turned body parts for 2 wouldbehoodwinks. One for her and one for Little E. She asked if I would detail the faces tonight, but I told her I would instead help her do them tomorrow and then we could stuff and sew 'em all up.
I guess I'm kind of a proud Mama. Who can blame me? They're so darned cute! I'll post photos when finished. G'night!
