Anyone with any experience with kids can probably tell you one universal truth: once they’re in your life, wave goodbye to your free time. Unless your hobbies include “washing bottles and filling them with milk!” or “taking out the trash full of poopy diapers before gagging and passing out from the odor!” or “adding texture and pattern to your expensive work clothes with regurgitated milk!” forget about pursuing them either.
However, if we think back to 2008 BAJ (Before Action Jackson), I made quilts. I gave most of them away, although we kept enough that our apartment is still fairly well padded. I gave one of them to our friends Jen and Dave when they got married — okay, technically, about a year after they got married. Details, details. It’s a quilt I’m very proud of, as I had a vision of what I wanted to do early on, based on thinking about Jen and Dave and my relationship with them, and I acted on it. It took a long time… and it covered our living room floor in a half-made state for MONTHS (perhaps we should view this as prep to how messy our house would get after we had the baby,) but in the end I think it turned out beautifully, and it was worth the effort. I was so happy with it they almost didn’t get it.
Fortunately they did get it, and they love it as much as I’d hoped, so the story has a happy ending. It also means that my evil plan is working: to take over the world, one quilt at a time (insert evil laugh here).
Jen is herself a brilliant artist and crafter and designer of all sorts of skills and has her own website and blog. Much to my delight, she took beautiful pictures of the quilt and wrote about what it means to her- awww. You can check it out here.
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