Repeating Myself

About a month ago, after church one afternoon I walked into my parents' room. My mom had the flu and was lying in bed. She was lonely so I sat and talked with her for a while. I shared the news from church and she told me about which new book she was reading. She'd told me the story of this book every day for the last week, along with the tv show it reminded her of and a story she'd thought up with similar characters. This was about the tenth time I'd heard it in that week alone. Not meaning to be rude, I smiled gently and interrupted the speech I could quote by heart. "You told me this before, Mom. You're repeating yourself." She stopped and looked at me with some amount of surprise, as if she hadn't realized. "Well," she finally answered. "if I don't repeat myself I wouldn't have much to say!"

Last night, Mom and I were in her room again after church. A commercial came on TV that for some reason reminded me of one of my favorite fun facts. "Did you know!" I piped up. "In Japan, you can be fired if you're overweight!" Mom turned to look at me and with an impish grin answered "Yes, dear. You've told us many times. You're repeating yourself."

Falling for Fabric

Yesterday, Mom and I were sitting in the craft room talking about the day and the different projects we were working on. My mom is a true crafter! The kind who collect crafts with the famous last words "I'll get to it." Currently she's working on a scarecrow for our harvest themed fall decorations while also putting together pieces for a quilt. She was looking for something to use while putting together a quilt square and asked me to help. She pointed to the small cabinet above the tv. It's high and one of the doors was already partially opened on it's own. "Is anything going to fall on me?" I asked. She said very seriously "I make no promises." And that was the beginning. When I opened the cabinet, things did fall on me! Right on my head. We picked them up and stacked them neatly on the table, then I had to get the step ladder to get high enough to see into the cabinet. Piece by piece I had to pull things out to find what we were looking for. Unfortunately, what we found in the cabinet was something totally different. Because Mom isn't able to get into the cabinet often, she doesn't look in there much. She doesn't mind admitting she had no idea what treasures were hiding up there. But when I started pulling things out, she started discovering things she'd completely forgotten about! Slowly one cabinet turned into another, and that turned into drawers and boxes, and our neat and tidy craft room turned into an explosion of a reorganization project!

Used with special permission.
This is the mess we had in the middle of our reorganization!
It's all clean now. =)

During this reorganizing and rediscovery project, Mom and I started to realize just how many projects she had that either we never started or we never finished. I jokingly looked around the room and laughed "One hundred and one projects in one year!" Of course there was so much stuff everywhere I couldn't imagine how anyone would be able to finish all of these in two or three years, much less one. But Mom shrugged "We could probably do it." I stared at her and she nodded "Sure. There are 365 days in a years and I don't think I have quite 100 projects." I looked around then we both laughed. Without saying anything I knew, we'd both already decided to do it.

As we were pulling things out, we also started discovering a lot of my projects that I'd never finished. By the end of the night I couldn't believe how many there were!! Mom smiled "See? You can't say anything bad about all my stuff. You're exactly the same!" Well, I guess I am. =) So here we go then. 100 projects in 1 year. Needless to say, I don't think we'll be buying many Christmas presents this year. We've got all we need right here!

Intro and Explination

From Me to Mommy is a a blog written by me for my mother. It is a place to share all of the things that I do with my mother and all the ways that I find myself becoming like her. My mom is an amazing woman and she's lived an amazing life. I'd love to be half as creative as she is! All my life she's tried to convince me to do any number of crafts and activities with her. Now that I'm old enough to understand and enjoy them, it's my pleasure to help her and to share our little creations with you!

This blog was inspired by my aunt and her many blogger friends who write about their adventures raising their children. They put so much into us, and I wanted to be able to give back. So this is me, giving back to my mother, and having fun doing so.