What does a dreamy girl who always loved dolls do when she is 15 and still loves her dolls?
Last Wednesday we tore out of the house to drive the half hour to sewing class. Not only were we having a hard time getting out of the house, but we still needed to pick up a friend who needed a ride out. Upon starting the engine I was immediately frustrated to find that whoever drove my van last had left me in sorry shape for fuel. The gas light was on! Long story short, we were late.
Once there, Erin laid out her washed, ironed, and slightly damp (did I mention we were having a hard time that morning) fabric. Time to pin on the pattern pieces. Pattern? "Mom, did you grab my pattern"? No.
She wasn't going to be able to cut out her skirt today. We brought extra fabric so she decided to make a skirt for her doll. Teacher said that she could show her how to do a wrap around skirt. Great! Scissors? "Mom, do you have my scissors"? no.
"That's O.K., she can use mine"...
We're still not done yet if you can imagine. Cute doll skirt is all cut out. There is actually going to be time to sew. "Mom, did you grab the sewing machine pedal"? no.
The bright side to this story (there is a bright side) is that daughter came home with a cute addition to the doll's wardrobe. And yesterday, her teacher brought in her doll with it's amazing handmade wardrobe for 'show and tell'. So, Erin came home, set up the machine and began designing. Her first attempt since the years when she and her cousin wrapped fabric around the dolls sarong style and called them Indians.
It was almost midnight when I sent her to bed. What kind of home school mom would halt this crazy creative passion? Me? No!
Thanks for the inspiration Sarah, and the patience...
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