The night before Mary’s birthday Lydia insisted on finishing a stuffed animal she was sewing for Mary. Abe promised her the other day that I would help her finish. I really, really wish I had been more gracious about helping Lydia finish this sweet project. Instead, I was a grouchy, snapping person who took over the project and just did it all myself so we could get to bed before midnight. While I sewed I made Lydia practice. I was quite ridiculous.
