The cross stitch bug first bit me back in 1985 when I saw a co-worker stitching during her lunch break. She took me to the nearest Michael's and showed me where the floss and fabrics were, and let me borrow a book of charts. I was pregnant with my first son at the time, so I decided I'd stitch something for him. I taught myself to stitch between all the feedings and changings and baths and 2am baby bouncing marathons. It's a wonder this one was ever finished! :-)
Today my son is a soldier in the US Army. He's currently at Ft. Lee in Virginia for his AIT, and will be heading to Ft. Bliss in El Paso next.
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