Guess who helped me baste this quilt.
I remember the boys used to love helping with my quilt projects. They would sit on the floor behind me and play with the fabric pieces. Some of their first math skills came from quilt designs. They would"help" me figure out how many of each block I would need to make for a quilt of a certain size. They would arrange the pieces so that they had different kinds of symmetry. Sometimes they came up with great designs that were better than what I had in mind. They would choose different fabrics that looked GREAT. As they grew older and started school I got used to having my own time. I could start in on a project and go with it. I could work all day and not worry about lunch. Sometimes I just want to get a project done without P's help, whether it is making dinner or a sewing project. That was my plan when I started the basting project. I was going to get it done during her nap. I am glad now that she woke before I finished. All of those pins stuck in the quilt make me smile.I need to remember that making cookies, fixing dinner, whatever I do is an event. I shall try not to rush through the everyday things. They are, after all, what it is that I am doing- what I want to be doing.
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