If any of you see my Mom at Quilt Market, could you please ask her to come home.
She left Dad in charge and it's really not working out for me. He's a great guy, generous with the treats, and plays with my toys.... but, he's not my Mom.
If I had my own cell phone, I could call her.... just one more reason they should get me one.
This is my pleading face.... COME HOME MOM.... this quilting stuff can wait.
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