Stacks of Fabric

Here are the stacks of fabric on my kitchen table right now.  Since I don’t have a sewing or craft space, that’s were the stacks wind up… next to my sewing machine.  We eat on the bar stools at the counter when I’m sewing.

The stack above is for skirts for the girls.  I love the fabrics, so girly and sweet.  And speaking of girly, I’m thinking I’ll make them into the Girly Skirt from Pink Fig… since I already have the pattern and it’s cute and easy.  I have a few fun ideas for embellishing the skirts that I’m toying with.

And a runner for my kitchen table for Valentines Day.  I am trying to dream up a pattern and it’s still on the drawing board.

There’s no picture, but I’m also working on a Valentine’s Flags Banner… hopefully to show on Friday.   Which I can’t wait to finish… so fun.

And last but not least.  I’m collecting fabrics for a new quilt for my son’s bed.  Have you ever read the book, “If you Give a Mouse a Cookie”?  Well, a new quilt for Ben is the “glass of milk.”

My son has been bugging us to paint his room for several years now.  It has been a nice (very tame) tan… albeit a bit dark.  And Ben really hated it the dark color.  “My room looks like dirt color mom, can’t we paint it a fun color?”  “Lily and Emma have a nice color room.”  “My room is so dark it makes me feel sad.”

Finally after the room makes me sad statement, my husband says, “Maybe we should paint his room.”  Knock yourself out honey.  So Ben chose green and Drew happily painted it for him.  And they are both thrilled with Ben’s very green, very bright room.  Me, I’m still a little shocked by it’s brightness.

And now his quilt doesn’t match.  And then to issue the final blow to Ben’s quilt, which I love, it was chewed on by our very smart mouse friend that visited our home.  I could have killed the mouse for that… (luckily for the mouse, it was caught alive and released into a field a ways from our home.  But the moral is: if you give a boy a painted bedroom, he’s going to ask you for a new quilt.

I’ve been deciding what to make for him: A Bull’s Eye?  or A Chinese Coin? or something I haven’t thought of yet.

I love dreaming about what can be.