::More Fabric From Mom part 3::

Well, the GiveAway was so fun for us!

Kinda sad it's over~

it was exciting to see all the comments.

I felt like shouting, "You like us! You really like us!"

Ya know, just like Sally Field

Sally Field's 1985 Oscar Acceptance Speech
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But back to our regularly scheduled blogging....

and more fabric from Mom!!

Remember these and these?

'Cause don't you love looking at fabric!?!?

Alright, so I'm not actually sure which fabrics (if any) are vintage,

but they sure as heck aren't new.

I like to stare at the big pile altogether...

but then I like to divide them into smaller piles,

or categories, if you will:)

These are my favorite right here.

I sure do love a calico

and that middle fabric??? I mean,

gorgeous!

I can't imagine ever cutting into that,

like, ever, ever, ever, ever.

Here's the second pile:

love the beige calico on top~ a good neutral

but then the rosebuds and pink polka dots just steal my heart.

I'm a bit iffy on the larger floral print. It's good for blending

in with others and being a different scale

but stand alone? Not as much.

I do adore the yellow one at the bottom though.

And after, they get all piled up again.

And that's how they stay

in my sewing room

for pretty much ever.

I'm not sure if I'm ever going to get tired of fabric.

(but I am tired of the word ::ever::!)

xo

Courtenay

::Parenting is Hard and More Fabric From Mom::

Hey friends!

Have you recovered from Halloween?

Are you getting ready for Thanksgiving?

This time of year gets so busy

and is just a whirlwind.

We've already had our first case of strep throat here.

It was a long day today because all 3 of my girls

were home sick from school.

Does anyone else find parenting to be so, so hard?

Man, there was bickering and whining and fighting.

I separated them, talked about ways to work things out,

sent them to their rooms, tried to distract them

with things to do and none of it worked.

And then, I lost my cool.

The littlest one got a door slammed

on her fingers.

I yelled. I raised my voice.

And there were tears.

then hugs

then cuddling

and apologies

and I love yous.

I feel awful.

I pray for patience.

I don't always have enough of it

for the people I love most in the world.

Does anyone else have those

not-so-perfect-days?

I had planned this post to be

pretty pictures of more

vintage fabric

from my mom,

but parenting

got in the way.

Here are the pictures anyway.

I wish I knew more about the

history of fabric,

but they seem pretty

1970's ish to me.

Maybe 1980's too.

Tomorrow is a new day and I'm looking forward to it.