Last week I basted this quilt on my kitchen floor during the day while Ben was home and Ryan sleeping. I rarely quilt when my boys are up and at-um…so Ben took quite an interest in what I was doing.
So I let him help.
He did really good…he didn’t poke himself once. Never mind that I had to re-baste his half after he was gone, it was fun to let him be a part of the process. I need to do it more often. Even if only because it teaches me great patience. :)