Today, as I was sewing some fabric that was gifted to me into a quilt top that I plan to give to Seattle Children's Hospital, R came and sat down next to me (I have been using the kitchen table, so she was sitting in her spot while I was sitting in mine with the machine) and asked who I was making the quilt for.
I answered simply "sick children who are in a hospital away from their bedrooms and favorite things."
She asked to go visit them to make them happy.
I told her when she's older she can volunteer for the hospital or organise a collection drive, but for now she can just pray for the children.
She said she wanted to make the kids happy NOW. And then she looked down at her crayon and paper and said "can I give them coloring?"
I thought she meant can she send them things she drew, so I said "no" and somehow was trying to explain that kids wouldn't want something she drew without hurting her feelings when she interrupted me...
"No mommy, I give them COLORS" (lifting up her crayon and shaking it at me.) "I use my "sharing" money to go to the store and give them colors. Please?"
Ahhhh, sometimes the lessons I am trying to teach are being heard!
(I have one quilt done to donate, one top done, one top that needs one more border but I can't decide yet, the one seam flying geese that I need to go buy more brown for, and one the one I just started today! I think I need to start quilting these things but all I know how to do is stitch in the ditch, and thats dull)