Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Polka Dots...

I don't have a lot of childhood memories - but, the ones I do are beautiful in my memory. One I want to share with you was my moms sewing skills. I remember the dress as if I wore it yesterday. It was linen material, white with purple polka dots... the sleeves were short with a "puff" and it zipped up the back. Over the top was a purple long vest that had 3 white buttons on the bodice. My mom sat on the sewing machine and sewed, then fitted and pinned and sewed some more. When the final piece was done and I put that dress on - I felt like Dolly Parton in her coat of many colors. There was no label in it that said "size 14 chubbies". It was just the labor of love sewed into each stitch. And I was as proud as I could be in my dress of purple polka dots my momma sewed for me! Thank-you to the best mom anyone could have ever asked for!

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