Friday, February 27, 2009

She Begs Me to Sew


. . . so that she can play in the sewing room closet. She plays that we are both fairies and we're neighbors and we're talking to each other from our porches. And my boxes of scraps are her flower beds. Heaven help me.

18 comments:

  1. I love how innocent they are, they bring so much joy to our heart!

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  2. That is too sweet! :)

    I am new to your blog and have fallen head over heels in love! Keep up the great writing!

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  3. Oh, come on, Anna - are you trying to say the reason for your sewing marathon is because Daisy makes you do it? Pitiful! :)
    How cute she is - great photo.

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  4. My daughter allowed me into her childhood world too!She imagined she was Martha Graham at the age of three.Life is wonderful when you see it through a childs eyes.

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  5. She looks like an angel. Ah, so heaven IS helping you! Very sweet

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  6. Heaven will help you! You are lucky she is interested. I was a tom boy!

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  7. ...and my girl joins me in the kitchen to pretend we are cooks in an orphanage. The orphans all have names and we are the only ones who care for them.

    Make every moment count in the shaping of her mind and heart.

    Sew, you shall !

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  8. Don't children have wonderful imaginations? Mr Busy told his Sunday School teachers when he was about 4yo that the thing he finds hard is to do his work at his table because his teddy's kept talking to him....distracting him. Naughty teddies! Oh how I rolled with laughter.

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  9. What a wonderful imagination! I hope she never loses it.

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  10. Yeah, you'll be sharing that sewing room with her before long. How Sweet!

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  11. It is such a joy to have her want to be there with you in your sewing room. What a lovely relationship. Treasure each and every moment.
    I spent many hours with my mother in her sewing room. I had a needle and thread and always a thimble while sewing all sorts of trim and buttons on my doll's clothes.
    Now my granddaughter shares time with me in my sewing room. She tells me "Grandma, you have lots of treasures" - not knowing that she is the most wonderful treasure of all.

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  12. I was wondering how you got to spend so much time sewing......

    we homeschool our children too...but I don't have a sewing closet....great idea:)

    Much Love,

    ~Renee

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  13. Just precious! My granddaughters are about her age~ and my sewing room is filled with "treasures" for them (smile).

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  14. Her little face is growing up. I so enjoy your posts and seeing your family as the months go by.

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  15. Beautiful post. Beautiful picture. It is truly the simple things in life that bring so much pleasure. A pile of fabric scraps = a beautiful flower bed...I agree with that!! ;)

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