For those of you that think I am organized....
Check this out! This is my sewing room. Just so you don't think everything is normal in my world. My mom has me into a project. It's a big one. 800 plus of these little circles. Need ironed and cut out. Yes, you read that right. 800! Eight Hundred. Her quilting guild has me teaching a class on these. I am ironing away. I will see her this weekend. Guess what she is going to be doing? CUTTING! Get those scissors sharpened, Mom! And another mess. But, progress on the blanket. For this little girl. And now, I guess I can talk about it. Ever since this little girl was born. She has spent one day a week with me at the shop during the school year. She worked child labor laws aside. She sometimes looked like a little orphan. She played with Logan. She sat on the dirty floor. She packed boxes.... She played with Gracelyn. Sometimes she wasn't happy, but most of the time she was. She played in boxes. Then she would ask for her silky and milk. And she would sleep the...