Gift.
The minute I told Sarah about our invitation to Baby Abby's second birthday party, she bolted for the green room (my sewing studio). "Let's make something, Mom!"
We set up her sewing machine - my handed down 1962 Elna. She likes to talk with Elna, pulling the thread through it's maze of ups and downs. The conversation is so sweet. "Elna, are you hungry? Do you need some oil? Is this better? Do you need a snack? Here's some thread? Up, Down, Up, Down."
Sarah picked out a fairly large scrap from the drawer and was ready to sew. She sewed all the seams and the top edge, leaving me with instructions to "Put this ribbon on for the strap".
She is so proud of herself, I can hardly wait for the party on Sunday.
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