Today I had a precious hour to myself. Into my quilting room I went...sigh...heaven. The sound of silence.
Camp starts Monday...none to soon for sanity around here.
Dylan is only four, so his camp requires a nap...and a quilt and a sheet for the mat. No crib sheets around here....but that hour came in handy. I remember whipping out sheets when my daughter was a baby. Even though she is now 31, I still managed to find that old booklet I used.
Below is the new crib sheet for camp...30 min of sewing bliss, using up sale fabric from Faust.
I did not realize that turning nine would be so interesting.
I feel 100...and that is interesting too!!!
My new mantra...