I hand-stitched a pair of quilts for the twins. It took me over two years, but on Saturday I was finally able to put the new quilts on their beds.
I really was proud of how it looked, like a grown-up kids’ room.
This morning I was awakened with the news: “Mommy, I accidentally peed on my quilt.”
Well, that was a good three days.
Sigh.
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Do you really think the idea of my daughter peeing on her handmade quilt is a pleasing thing? Wow.