Ok, winner first.
I deeply apologize for not announcing to all the winner sooner for the Paperie Blog Tour. But I did contact the winner already. Congratulations to Tricia C! You have an "Amy's Pockets" kit coming your way. :) Thank you so much to all who participated.
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Your child is like a box of chocolates - you never know what you're going to get.
I think most people assume/hope(?) their kids will be a lot like themselves. I did. As it turns out, not so much. My first daughter is lovely. She's 14. She's kind, sweet, gentle, sensitive. (In those ways, she is like me, I think.) However, her style is about as opposite from mine as one could possibly get. And don't get me started on the whole music thing. I don't get it.
But I love her and I respect her individually. She is teaching me a lot and I am a willing student.
She is going on her first trip away from home alone and I wanted to make her a little something special to remind her that I am always thinking about her while she's gone.
This is how my research went.
Me: Can I make you a cosmetic bag for your trip?
Her: Can you make it big enough to fit my hairbrush?
Me: Of course! I can do anything. ;)
Her: Ok, but not pink.
Me: What colour would you like?
Her: Black. Or grey.
Me: Can I use an accent colour?
Her: Navy. But only if you have to. And nothing with flowers, stripes, polkadots, words, animals ... just p.l.a.i.n. But if you have fabric with skulls on it that would be awesome. (She said that as a joke knowing full well I have no such thing in my stash LOL!)
Me: Can I at least add a label or something?
Her: I'd rather you didn't (trying not to hurt my feelings too badly).
Me: And how about some top-stitching.
Me: Ok. Let me see what I can do.
I pulled some fabrics and got her final approval. She's fine with the lining. But I kept the applique a secret. When she came into my sewing room to check on my progress, I had to quickly hide the evidence!
Two hours later I presented her with this. I'm happy to say I surprised her a LOT. She didn't know I had it in me to do skulls. And she is cool with the red tab, thank goodness. I took a risk there.
Sigh. I love her so much.
And I'm going to be a weepy mess for the next 7 days. How did mother's survive such things before texting? I salute you!!!