Teaching My Kids to Sew = AWESOME.

I was almost 5 years old the first time I remember seeing my mom sew. She was excellent. We never had a sewing machine, but she would make the coolest Halloween witches, etc., by hand. 

On that day, the first I remember seeing her actually sew something, I was walking down the hall to her room and saw her on the bed with needle and thread in hand. I watched her for a few moments at the doorway, before she called me in. I was so excited to get to sit with my mom in her bed, under her covers next to her and watch her sew.

Then she asked if I wanted to learn.

I could have died there. I was ecstatic.

And now it's my turn.

My kiddos have been asking for me to show them how to sew for a while. While I don't think my daughter, at 3, is ready, she wants to do anything/everything her big brother does. He's almost 5 (WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?), so he's ready. At least, I hoped so.

I went out today to HobLob and purchased craft needles (blunt tip--I found them in the carpet weaving/cross stitch aisle), flexible foam sheets and cheap yarn.

On the way home from school, I told them both I'd be teaching them to sew tonight. They FLIPPED. I remembered the feeling.

When we got home, I sat them both down and showed them the parts of the needle, how to thread it, etc. 

I dotted each sheet with the path I wanted them to follow.

Then I let them go.

My son REALLY impressed me. The girlyQ? Not quite ready. But I knew that going in. Three is a little young. But almost 5?

Perfect.