I can hardly believe how difficult this bag is turning out to be. It’s the thickness of the lining and the amount of fabric. I think it is coming along even if it has been a stretching experience for me as a sewer. It will be great and the boy is really happy with the progress, he is even being patient, which is more than I could have hoped for. At this point all that left is the crying… just kidding, I mean the handle and snaps. Oh, we found some great patches to add to the front. I hope he continues to collect them where ever he goes. I do that with stickers and add them to an old suitcase that I used when I worked on a cruise boat back in the day.
As I write this I realize there are three things I hope to pass on to my children, more than anything else. If I can impart these to my children I will feel like I will have done a great job as a parent. First is a love of God, then I know they will be led by him and have peace. Second, a love of reading, nothing will be beyond them and they will always be learning. And lastly I hope they get a love of adventure, to see and experience new things. What do you think, am I missing something?