Recently, I made a lap quilt for oldest daughter.  While she was here, we spent a couple of evenings knitting, I gave her some yarn, needles and instruction. She was getting the idea and making good progress. Yesterday in a comedy of errors and an attack of Murphys famous law, things did not work out as planned for her trip home.  We spent the late afternoon getting things moved from where they were stored to our place, since she could not get a U-haul.

Last night, she was packing her bags, moving things around, cramming and wrestling. I asked what the problem was, she stated that the quilt and knitting were going HOME with her, even if her clothes had to stay here.

Words that make a mother proud!

Her car was packed, and I mean PACKED, the items safely inside and on the way to North Carolina.