“I will love you forever and a day.”
Grace sat in front of the sewing machine last night and whipped up the remainder of her corn-bags to give as holiday gifts to her friends in Madrigals at school.
She sure knows how to get things done, this girl of ours. To begin with, she went through all my fabric and carefully chose just the right piece of material for each person, cut them out, ironed them, and put them in a neat stack by the machine.
When she ran out of corn she wouldn’t let up until I drove her back to Agway to buy more. We came home with a 50 pound bag of it. (anyone want a corn bag?)
She did everything herself, except, sadly, remedy the sewing machine problems. The first problem was the foot fell off (gruesomely). Then, she called me to come retrieve the bobbin thread four separate times (kept getting itself lost). As much I I hated leaving my book, I was honestly pretty happy that I was (only) called five times. She had the machine going as fast as she could and she completed about 15 last night, in a final rush to get the project completed.
When she was done I took a couple pictures of her beautiful work. I’ve made corn bags before, but not this many at once. Mama was impressed.
As soon as I took the picture she jumped up, put them all in bag, laughingly realized it was so heavy that Jacob would have to help her get them to school in the morning, and took them into the living room to sit with us and chat while she labeled them with tape and a sharpie.
twice a day”