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I was sorting through old papers and suddenly knew why I’d kept this sixth grade report card.
Nooo!
Yes, I grinned. ‘A true fibre artist,’ says so right there!
Not missing a chance at a good tease, her cousin told her at the dinner table, Well, you do have a fiber-artist mother, you do come by it naturally.
And her turtle had detailed turtliness. What knitter doesn’t love a good turtle? Sorry, kiddo, it’s in your genes.
You don’t have to knit yet. I can wait.
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I can’t read it Alison – and I don’t know how to enlarge it. Could you please tell me what it says?
Comment by afton 07.06.12 @ 5:19 amYou know that, sometimes, it skips a generation or two, don’t you. And like many other conditions, it often waits until adulthood to show up.
Comment by Sherry in Idaho 07.06.12 @ 7:47 amHahaha… I love it. That’s awesome. I think it should be framed.
Comment by Channon 07.06.12 @ 7:48 amI’ll see what I can do to enlarge it.
Fiber artist, eh? Is that another name for knitting?
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