This is going to be one of the patterns in my tutorial. It's called
Smocking. The fully done sculpture can be seen
here.
When I come home at night, I have three things that I *have* to do: exercise, have scripture study with Kiff and have scripture study with Brian. Oh, and eat dinner. FOUR things! (Dinner is sometimes pretty simple, so it hardly seems worthy of mention.) Last night I was helping Kiff learn the third verse to "
Praise to the Man" (the link will take you to the church's interactive music player - it's a BEEYOOTIFUL song!!!) and he keeps re-interpreting the lyrics to his own words. For instance, "revere" to him is re-beer. No matter HOW many times I sound it out for him, he insists "beer is good!" What? And don't even get me started on the word "dispensation." He makes up new words each time, but always with the correct number of syllables. Tres funny!
After I finish those evening duties, I have time to work on the tutorial. Last night I was just too tired. Also, I am trying to explain one part that is difficult for me to put into words. (You know, that makes it sound like I'm trying to talk to a lover... weird) Brian is an excellent writer, but I struggle. I can *show* people what to do, but using words for the same thing? Not so great.
I was explaining my worry to Brian and he said the kindest thing to me: "Heather, right now you are probably the foremost authority in the world when it comes to folding books into patterns. You can do it."
Remind me of that the next time he does something that drives me crazy, okay?
Comments
Your son is so much fun to read about. Love his originality.
-- debra
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