Dirty face = sign of a good practice:
To get a little more comfortable with sewing before I start G's Halloween costume, I made myself an apron this week. I think it turned out great, despite a near-disaster yesterday involving a dirty iron and the very last piece of my garment. My little man cheered me up, telling me I was right to be angry and that it still looked good and anyway nobody would notice - when did he turn 35? - but I kept that messed up piece and now it's done!
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