We're selling our house, which means the fabric and sewing supplies have to be boxed up to move.
I'm avoiding having my husband help box it up because he might see EXACTLY how much fabric I really have in that room, though I think he gets it since he's the one carrying all the boxes downstairs. It's multiplying faster than I can box it up...kind of like that Star Trek episode with the Tribbles!
My three year old Monkey Boy said, "It looks like a tornado in here."
Yes, it does sweetie, but I assure you it is all good stuff and
NO you don't need your headlamp to find your way through the fabric!
My six year old Monkey Boy told me to make sure the next house has a craft room.
He knows what's important!
I have a section in my sewing room that is set-up
just for the Monkey Boys to work on projects of their own.
YES, Debby K., I am working on my hexies in the middle of packing.
Monkey Baby wanted to help with those hexies. He loved watching all those
stitches switch from one to another...and another...and another.
But, who cares! Look at those big brown eyes!
Off I go to sew, pack, sew, pack, sew, pack...whew!
I'm too old for this moving stuff!
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