I have been telling a certain 6 year old that I wanted to teach her to do some simple embroidery stitches (I only know simple) and yesterday she came to me with an embroidery hoop and a needle and said she wanted to learn. The problem was that I had about 15 minutes before starting dinner, was in the middle of folding laundry, and had an 18 month old running around unfolding laundry as fast as I could fold it….and it just wasn’t a good time.
But, I stopped. Took a breath. Looked at the laundry…and decided that there would never be a “good time” and decided to go for it. So, we got out a small hoop, a needle, some muslin and began our lesson. (I doubled the floss and knotted both ends through on the back so she couldn’t lose the needle—funny how I remember my mom doing that for my sister and I.)
And we spent about 10 minutes learning how to backstitch.
One mom moment….that I almost didn’t take.
But 30 minutes later when I was making dinner and she brought me this….boy was I glad I did.