I am one of those moms that I am sure the teachers at school think is a nut job...or uninvolved...or both... Last week Grace had to make a quilt square to take to class. It was a piece of felt that she was supposed to decorate to represent the things she was grateful for. So as soon as she brings it home my brain goes crazy thinking of all the AWESOME ways we could bling this piece of felt out....Oh! The possibilities!!! But then I remember its her project...and she loves these kinds of projects as much as I do. So I take her down to the basement and let her choose supplies....fabric markers, glue, googly eyes, and a giant pom pom and let her go to town...without my direction. She was in heaven...and after literally hours worth of work her poor little piece of felt looked...just...well...terrible. But she was so proud. And so I sent her back to school with it. To be sewn into the class quilt. And I have no doubt the other girls in her class were dropped of that morning with beautiful, sparkly glitterific squares...and the room mom sewing that quilt up will feel bad for poor Grace whose mom doesnt help her. But Grace doesnt mind...when she came home after school that day she said that she was the only girl who had a real brain drawn on her square and that made it the best. And part of me smiled. Its hard being mom and trying to know what to do. You win some and you loose some. But when I go to see the class quilt on display I will be proud of that freaky little googly eyed quilt square...because its all hers and heck, its the only one there that has a brain! -liZ
Posted on: Thu, 13 Nov 2014 22:35:23 +0000
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