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Oh, mercy.

Gracie told me today she wished she had a special Thanksgiving skirt and shirt, and immediately my mind turned toward that large piece of wool plaid I have in my stash, and started thinking how adorable the girls would look in matching Edwardian long wool plaid skirts and white blouses, and somebody, please, take my sewing stuff away from me.

It’s a sickness. It stresses me out, and yet I just can’t quit.