I don't sew.
If you're lucky I may put a button that fell off, back on, but don't hold your breath.
The other day must have been lucky though because I dragged out my wanna-be-sewing box. The one my grandmother gave me when I was probably Zoe's age.The one that holds 3 spools of thread and a pin cushion for a few needles.
I pulled out one of the needles and Zoe came over to see what I was doing.
"What's that?" I asked.
"I think that a poor little mouse must be really upset that he lost his sword. Don't you think that it looks like a mouse's sword?"
"Now that you mention it, yes it surely does," I replied as I finished sewing on those darn buttons with a smile on my face.
I just hope that the little mouse doesn't come to our house in search of his lost sword!
Love my little girls imagination.