Then I thought, what in the world could she actually make?!?
So I sewed two pieces of felt together with two lines in the middle, like so:
She stepped on the pedal and made lines across and learned to stop when she got to the end of the fabric to let me reset it.
Which along with never, never, never, never touch the needle and you can only sew when mama's right here were her first lessons in sewing.
And then I cut the rectangle into two squares and viola, two mini quilts for her little bear family.
4 comments:
At three, Clem sews better than I.
That is sweet and great.
Very sweet! I hope my little one will want to sew, too. She's got a few years to grow before then!
Your little one is precious! (Hopped over to your blog and looked around a bit.)
Surely she will want to be just her mama and sew, sew, sew!
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