Yesterday I went up to the annual Sewing and Stitchery Expo in Puyallup, Washington like I do every year. I go to look around and get ideas and, just as importantly, get away from the house for the day. I took Violet this year and packed her around in my trusty Goose. I got tons of compliments from grandmas and had fun just looking around and visiting with a couple of my sewing friends.
In my search for fun things, I found this book:
Grace is 5 now and after looking through the book, I decided it would be something she would really enjoy. So I purchased it. And on the way home I hatched a plan. I was going to set up the little kid table we've had in the garage since the move and use my Featherweight and get Grace sewing. The Featherweight is a perfect *little* machine for little people. It's small. It's a real machine. It doesn't go 100 miles an hour and it is the same machine they use as a model in the book. The thought of Grace learning to sew and being excited about it just makes me smile big happy smiles.
My plan was to get it all set up today, but Grace just couldn't wait. So, I decided I wasn't going to make her. Last night we got the table out and set up the machine and got the book out and started to go through it. It's such a great book! And before I knew it, this was happening:
The turkey is a natural! Look at her concentrate.
To sew you follow a certain rhythm. Maybe it's from years of hearing the rhythm daily, but she's got the rhythm.
I've always maintained that if you can sew a straight line, you can sew just about anything. This girl can sew a straight line. That one with the arrow that I wrote *perfect* by was the one she ended on last night. It really was perfect. She went to bed one proud little girl--her straight line hanging on the fridge for everyone to admire.
And today she learned how to sew curves and turn corners.
Tomorrow she's going to thread the machine and make a little star pillow. She's got the fabric all picked out and everything. And after that, there are all sorts of other shapes she can do, too. Like hearts and dinosaurs and moons and airplanes and bears and birds and trees. She can barely contain herself she's so excited.
And her little sister is not too far behind.
These kids are growing up so fast.
After four kids, ten moves and nearly two decades, we are still blissfully in love (most of the time) and I found myself back in the state I was born and raised in. It has definitely been a journey. In fact, on our 18th anniversary we pulled the last of our stuff up over the pass and into Montana, leaving our surprise love, Idaho, behind. But Montana is a great place. The last best place according to some. And we fully intend to explore as much of it as we can! Join us on our continued adventure through life, love and other stuff that comes with it.