Tomorrow is one of my God-daughters 10th birthday. Which sounds kind of funny, but we have two of them and they are both 10 now. So, anyway, of course, I made her a tote bag. I firmly believe that any occasion is the perfect occasion for a totebag and I also firmly believe that one is never to young to receive one.
This particular sweetie has the same middle name as I do, which is a bit flattering.
She loves the colors red white and blue- always has. I made her tote reversible so she can decide if it's a red day or more of a blue feeling. Then I had fun filling it with stuff for her. I made sure include a sketch pad and some good colored pencils. It's never to early to color outside the lines.
My other quilty business for the week is a poem I plan to put on the back of my next scrap quilt:
Ahem,
Out in the fresh country air
Lived a quilter known as Mare
She had a husband who made her smile
4 daughters who lived with her a while
She had a dog, a cat, a bunny
Quilter friends who thought her funny
And 81,963 pieces of fabric
Lived a quilter known as Mare
She had a husband who made her smile
4 daughters who lived with her a while
She had a dog, a cat, a bunny
Quilter friends who thought her funny
And 81,963 pieces of fabric
(curtsy, curtsy, bow)