Late at night after looking at thousands of stitches your eyes can play tricks on you. You start to see things. You start to wondering if the fabric feels anything as the needle pokes holes up in it over and over. You wonder these things and dismiss them. Then you see something. Is that a little face? Naaaw
Theresa, OmMama
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theresa watch out! you'll stich him to death!
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