My grandmother was a seamstress. My aunts are both seamstresses. Needless to say, my mother is a seamstress. I guess you could say that it runs in the family. Growing up, my sisters and I were homeschooled and as part of our education, mom enrolled us in 4-H. At 9 years old, I remember Mom suggesting I try a sewing project first. We worked together as she taught me to make a scrunchie, simple tote bag, and pair of capri pants. If I’m remembering correctly, she helped to alter the pattern so that it had little slits at the hem. What can I say, neither of us could ever stick to the pattern!