sewing class

a few weeks ago...i was driving home from the grocery store

when i looked to my right and saw a sign over the white gate that

sat in front of the blue house on brown rd.

i knew this house in passing...it was next door to the montessori school that

mikey attended years back...

the sign read...

sewing lessons for girls 8 and up...

that's when it began

i jotted the number down on the notepad of my itouch and called immediately when i got

home...

i was so excited after my conversation with the instructor and couldn't wait to tell morgan..

she was now signed up for sewing lessons

for the past 2 years...morgan has looked at my sewing machine that sits in the garage next to

mr c's tools and

has asked me to teach her to sew...

isn't that sweet...

yep....there's only one little problem with this

i don't sew

at.all.

nada.

zip.

zilch.

and none.

i would really love to learn to sew...

my sister and mother tried to teach me their skills once and i didn't work out so well...

i don't think i have the patience to work with the machine that my parents gifted me for my

birthday about 7 years ago...

the machine and i just don't get on so well...

so...

since i lack any skills or patience needed , but do have a checking account...

i decided to pay up and let someone else do the work...

morgan had her first lesson this week...

she was instructed to bring her own fabric and ribbon for her first project...

a sewing bag...and she would begin it only if her teacher thought she was ready

i dropped her off to class, met miss diane, chatted for a minute and then headed home to start

dinner...

{not really, but that sounds better than home to sit on sofa with the mr and the new pup}

45 minutes later when i returned to pick her up...

i found her ironing her fabric and readying to sew her bag...

really?...already?

i love that her first project is an accessory...

first...she practiced on the machine sewing straight lines on paper...

after only two run throughs on paper with straight lines and ovals...

she was ready to work with her fabric...

i'm pretty sure i would still be trying to thread the needle at this point...or i would have been

swearing at the sewing machine...but not this girl...she was sewing her bag and doing it well.

...i don't want to put any pressure on her...but i could see her giving marc jacobs and

christian dior a run for their money...and you can even through betsey johnsons crazy name in

there...

and when she is on the runway in new york city during fashion week...she'll stand up after her

first show and thank her mother for signing her up for sewing lessons years back...

you're welcome, morgan.

and then she'll say...

....it all started with a sewing bag.

and that friends, is how it all began.