My sister taught me how to thread a bobbin and the other intricacies of my sewing machine. I’ve always felt inadequate in any domestic area, especially since my mother taught Home Economics and has the ability to duplicate any fashion she sees. I can look at anyone and recreate him/her in stick figure form. I didn’t have to go to school to gain those skillz.
I am moistening the thread. I am not making out with my Kenmore. Not yet.
At least the babies are impressed.