Here’s the list…
Don’t be afraid. It’s not a nasty old “to do” list. Well, wait…maybe it is. But not the nasty part. It’s the fun kind. The sitting-in-front-of-a-good-movie-with-a-project-on-my-lap-kind. These are some of the things I’m taking on for Christmas. A few are actually in the works and some are still just on paper. And I admit, a couple will likely never see the light of day. But I’m gonna make a valiant attempt. Because I think, homemade stuff is just…better.
When I was a kid, every few years my mom would say, “Let’s make presents for each other this Christmas.” At the time, I’m sure I thought, “Not a chance,” so the projects would never even get started. Ultimately, we’d end up buying something for each other at Woolworth’s, a few days after the school break. It wasn’t until I was a bit older that I realized that those words were mom’s attempt to rein us back in from all the craziness that holiday commercials can suck a kid into. That, and to keep us from spending every penny we had when we had so few. Sadly, we didn’t cooperate too well with her good intentions–if I remember right.
It’s different at our house now.
“Handmade,” to me is such a sweet word–beautiful even. My children have given me so many gifts over the years. Surprisingly, most of the home crafted ones are still around. Probably, because the gifts made by the hands we love, are sheltered, and guarded and kept safely treasured—held carefully close–just like the sweet things that created them.
I’m excited!!! I always want to make stuff for people… but it’s easy to get overwhelmed or just soak up my lack of confidence about what I can actually do. I know I appreciate SOOO much when people make things for me… sooo I should really give it a better try! 🙂
Remember when we made ornaments from felt for our first Christmas trees from the “Scrap Savers Stitchery” book? To this day those are the ones I hang on the tree with the most tender care. I’m so overwhelmed with Christmas this year – I’m anxious to have some ideas/patterns to help stretch the pennies that seem to be shrinking by the day in this economy. I’ll be waiting.
I have my felt ones in a special container wrapped in tissue. We can do it again–you’ll see.