This morning Sam and I met Sally, Big J and Baby J for some coffee, baked goods and general tomfoolery. I had a sneaking suspicion that we would discover much in common-- as is the case in these scenarios we spent the morning talking about all sorts of things completely unrelated to crafting. She is generous and genuine and barely batted an eye when Sam bent from his waist and without using his hands tried to suck the crust off of Big J's croissant. In other words-- a good mother. I hope we are able to spend lots more time together.
I arrived empty-handed. I knew it was a bad idea but I could not get my act together. I also knew Sally would understand. And she did. Even though she spoiled us completely. There is the sweetest apron for Sam which he is now napping in, and this book which I've had on my list since before I had a child.
She included some beautiful tags (which are going straight to good use) and a garden of buttons and pins that suit me completely. They were gifts I would've given to myself. Of course, everything was impeccably packaged. Her goods are going to be hot property once she gets her webshop open. Consider yourself forewarned.
Thank you so much, Sally.