|My patchwork so far...|
I used to not like sewing. It was something I wanted to learn, but I just hated it. I think it was because the books I tried to learn from always started me with sewing down lined paper, and I got bored. Then, when I'd just about given up, a lovely friend of mine, gave me a gentle push in the right direction and helped me to make a little dress for Rose and a couple of skirts for myself. Now I really enjoy sewing.
|Rose stuffing her cushion|
"I don't know that feeling," he said.
I feigned shock. "What?" I exclaimed. "You have never got the team out and dug up the backyard with a stick?" LOL! :P
Rosie watches me as I draw the needle in and out of the patches and she asks me if she can do some sewing. Finally, I gave in and got two of the patches from my patchwork and, selecting a relatively blunt needle, I threaded it and sat Rose in my lap to help her make stitches in the fabric. It wasn't easy, especially as I am right-handed and Rose is left handed. One of us was moving awkwardly the whole time. Sometimes I would do a bit just to move along a bit, but Rose would always whisper up at me over Mum reading, "Can I hold the meedle?"
|Rose with her finished cushion|
I would whisper back, "Yes, darling, but it's a needle, not a meedle."
Yesterday, we finished five sides of her sewing so I turned it inside out and set her to stuffing it with cotton balls. I sewed up the opening and Rose is very delighted with her little cushion. :)