Early this morning, after the thunderstorm started, I dreamt that I was out in the backyard in the middle of the night. Much to my surprise, my granddaughter was there with her brother, Everett. "What are you doing up so late? You should be in bed, asleep." Then I looked around and didn't see their younger brother Julian. "Where's Julian?" I asked. "He went up in the rocket ship" Ahnna exclaimed. So I looked up in the sky above the house, and sure enough, a rocket ship had taken off and was probably 500 feet off the ground by then. Well, when Julian gets back, I thought to myself, we'll definitely have to teach him not to get into strange rocket ships.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
I want to thank my mother and grandmother for teaching me the basics of crewel embroidery when I was a child. Some of those stitches are coming in handy for art journaling! My daughter still has the crude gingerbread boy Christmas ornament I stitched when I was about 8 years old. Even though his mouth and eyes are crooked, and he doesn't have very much stuffing, my mother saved him for me. I think the grandkids really like him, and sometime this year, I'd like to have each of them make their own stuffed gingerbread boy ornament, with a little instruction on crewel embroidery.