Sometimes there are just too many projects, too many things that need to be done with no clear idea of where to start. On days like that I find it is easier to not start at all...or start something else entirely. That's just what I did yesterday. I ignored the long list of renovation projects, gardening projects and even most of the day-to-day tasks of being the mama to three little ones and sat down at my sewing machine. I had a little bit of fabric from a dear friend that had been calling out to me from the stack it sat in. It wasn't enough for the quick play skirt I wanted to make for my youngest so I added a bit more of something else. Together, they were just enough.
I thought the whole thing would have to be scrapped after not one, but two, wrong cuts. When will I remember not to hurry in anticipation of snacks and naps and cuddles and fights and everything else that makes up our day? I stepped away, took a deep breath and came back to this pile of fabric that maybe wasn't so ruined after all... not with a few strategic seams here and there.
An hour or so later and we had this - looking just right for the little one it was made for. Ready for twirling, running, chasing and a little exploring...
...and for looking that sweet kind of perfect that only a two year old can.
