Last week I decided that the girls were old enough to teach them how to embroider. My skills are basic for sure, but I thought it would be fun. It's a cheap project because the hoops are only $1.49 at JoAnns, and the floss is super cheap.
Emma is finishing up a REALLY pretty red Julie Albright today. I can't wait to list it, it's her best yet, with beautiful flower and leaf detail at the bottom.
Now here's where the life lesson comes in. Saturday night all three of us were watching a movie before bed and embroidering. Cami has big ambitions of earning enough money to buy her Rebecca doll without having to wait for Christmas.
I REALLY didn't want to hinder creativity, so I told them when they asked to sell paintings in the shop- "Okay, but just don't be disappointed if no one buys them. Even mommy doesn't know if anyone will buy any of my things either. I'll do it as long as no one gets sad or jealous if one of you sells something and the other one doesn't." I figure, either way it will be an opportunity to learn something-dealing with disappointment (equally valuable lesson), or learning it takes work to earn money.
They agreed, so I listed the paintings. Back to Saturday night, I'm tucking them in and we are saying prayers. Cami prays, "Please help me get $100 before Christmas so that I can buy my Rebecca doll."
I stop her there and tell her that she should understand something. I told her it would be better to pray that God would "bless the work of her hands". I told her that everything that we ever have comes from Him. If anything does sell, it's not because we are so wonderful, but because He is.
While I was preparing to open the Etsy shop, I read something that I have been keeping in my mind this whole time...
"Do not wear yourself out to get rich;
do not trust your own cleverness.
Cast but a glance at riches, and they are gone,
for they will surely sprout wings and fly off to the sky like an eagle."
That was the real life lesson.