I am smiling.
Actually, I'm giddy.
Youngest Daughter found out about sewing classes being offered near our home, and she..wanted..to..learn..to..sew!
I can sew. I like to sew. I don't do it often. It's certainly not a passion. But for some reason, it makes me feel all bubbly inside to think that one of my girls would like to sew.
I loved watching her learn. Lift the presser foot, roll the needle toward you, pin perpendicular, begin with backstitching.
And when she was done with her first class, she wore home a very cool fleece hat with a lime green band.
Not quite sure why, but I was . . .
. . . giddy!