I finally made it into my sewing room to finish my niece's quilt. It was a three day weekend and I spent a lot of time in my sewing room. It felt great to be quilting again. And if I am in my sewing room then that means my boys migrate in there as well. So my sewing room became a play room.
My cutting board and pattern board became the top and door to this bedside fort. I also had to give out buttons and empty spools to furnish this hideaway.
The side of my sewing table became a secret hiding space complete with star wars gift bag for a secret door. I love that my boys want to be where ever I am but it can get quite chaotic when battles interrupt stitching in the ditch.
I finally made it into my sewing room to finish my niece's quilt. It was a three day weekend and I spent a lot of time in my sewing room. It felt great to be quilting again. And if I am in my sewing room then that means my boys migrate in there as well. So my sewing room became a play room.
My cutting board and pattern board became the top and door to this bedside fort. I also had to give out buttons and empty spools to furnish this hideaway.
The side of my sewing table became a secret hiding space complete with star wars gift bag for a secret door. I love that my boys want to be where ever I am but it can get quite chaotic when battles interrupt stitching in the ditch.
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