Yesterday the girl came and asked me if I could make her something else with my "sewing pachine." I'm new to the whole idea of seriously creating things for my family, but I gotta say, it's getting addictive. This skirt is from the same pattern as the last skirt I made, and much like that one, it has some flaws. I've been choosing busier fabric that has a lot of color and/or design because I think it's much more forgiving when I make a boo-boo or two (or three or six).I was able to whip this one up in about 45 minutes---so I'm getting better. But I want to mention again how easy the pattern is to follow, so the fact that I'm able to make them is more a testament to the simplicity of it, than that of the greatness of my skills.
As I watched my girl play at the park this morning I was again amazed at the many differences in our personalities. She is loud, outgoing, friendly, and always in a good mood. She has no trouble making friends---in fact, she forces people to be friends with her. Living every moment of her life loudly and with joy comes very, very easily to her.
I don't want to make it sound as if I'm a mean curmudgeon because that isn't the case. I'm just more.........inward. I want to blend in, whereas my daughter wants to be noticed everywhere she goes.
I love that she has this jubilant, happy personality. She will never have the social anxiety that I had, and still occasionally have. Yet, in my heart, I know that one day she's going to want to be a cheerleader. And that will rip me up inside.