I posted a picture awhile ago of the owl bag I made for one of my granddaughters. Her sisters have been waiting patiently for theirs.
This one loves penguins and pandas. I finished it today. They all came over to hang for awhile. Their younger brother asked me if I would make a bag for his barbage (garbage) cans. He has a great love of garbage trucks, garbage men, and garbage cans. He loves to take it out to the curb. The recycling goes out even if it isn't a recycling day. How could I say no to such a special request.
Hubby and I went out to fast food for dinner and then went over to their house to deliver the bag.
I love having them with me. Notice that fabric in grandson's hand. He wouldn't put it down and kept asking if I was ready to sew his bag.
Often times the other two granddaughters are up there, too. The oldest doesn't come up unless forced to. He is fourteen and too old for such things. Sometimes he visits with us just to see what is going on. The one on the cow stool has a wonderful imagination and I hear very interesting conversations she has with her make believe world . I told her she was an official sewer because she has poked herself with a pin several times. She is very anxious to start sewing. These grandkids live two miles away. I'm thinking I need to make bags for the others that are a half hour away. Any comment on that from Oregon City...maybe two hours away, Tillamook?