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sewing boxes

Cathrynn has graduated to real sewing, and was thrilled to choose a pretty box (middle - does she have great taste or what?) to keep her scissors, needles, thread & floss... just like Mommy's (top). Liv is using a plastic needle and foam, so it was fitting that she found a plastic tackle box (bottom)...cute, huh? My idea to give these to the girls came from:
Charlotte Lyon's inspirational book
mothers and daughters at home
35 projects to make together
We've renewed it twice from the library this summer & I've been shrinking wool sweaters (sorry Mom - I don't want to know how much you paid for the pink wool sweater that I never wore!) for another project this week - felted wool stuffed animals or pillows.

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