I got in the car and called my older sister who I knew would be picking up her kids at church too. I asked her to tell my kids to sit tight at church, that I would be there as soon as I could. She told me she would take them home for me. She then went on to tell me how much she loved me. Now to the untrained ear it would sound kinda crude and morbid, but knowing my sister as I do, she was outright professing her love for me by saying to me "I'll take them home, if you get killed on the road trying to get there I will be stuck raising three more kids." Thank you sissa .
Here are the fat quarters I got at the fabric store. My neice asked me if I would make her a quilt for her 13th birthday. Ask and you shall recieve. Only don't expect it on time. I'm about three quilts behind!
Off to live life like nobody's looking! You do the same.