Crawl, Walk, Sew

My son was has always been surrounded by quilting. He was born while I was running my quilt shop. As he learned to crawl, and then walk, he'd follow me around as I straightened, leaving a trail of fat quarters pulled proudly off shelves.

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Adventures and Legos

Not counting the ones I’ve accidentally vacuumed, there are at least a million LEGO bricks in my house. My seven-year-old son’s collection is so big that it can’t all fit inside the gigantic chest that we purchased specifically for storing LEGOs. Every LEGO in the house belongs to him… at least until this weekend. Now I have a small collection of my own. 

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