Apparently, the peaceful pursuit of quilting is no longer just mine, a fact recently revealed to me when the kids crashed my party of one and insisted they had to learn, too. This was in response to repeated (i.e. unanswered) pleas that I allow them to push the pedal while I guided the fabric. I don’t know that I trust my digits to Seth’s lead foot, to say nothing of Paige’s. These people scare me…I shudder at the prospect of them driving an actual motor vehicle. EEEEK!
Instead I suggested, in a thoroughly misguided attempt to turn them off to the notion, that they just learn to sew. I should’ve known they’d call my bluff. Yep, they look utterly appalled don’t you think?