I often ask myself, "Why would God give ME a girly, crafty daughter to raise? Doesn't He know how much I dislike that stuff?" The only answer I can come up with is that He wants to stretch me and broaden my horizons. Every single day lately, the girl has come up with a new craft for us to work on for her dolls. It all started with the sleep masks:
Then the dolls had to have slippers.
Today they needed a shower. Sarah started talking about making them bathing suits, but I told her that one doll project a day is one past my maximum. I only do it because she is so pleasant and appreciative while we're working on it.
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