|My mama (with Hobbit last year) - the most amazingly creative person I know|
These were the sounds I heard growing up - my mother knitting, sewing or baking. I would wonder, rather loudly and impatiently, if the object she was knitting/sewing/baking was for me. Actually, I automatically thought that all items that were either knit, sewn or baked were for me so when they weren't I was rather shocked.
My mama claims that I am the one who taught her two things - how to curse and how to have patience. While I may have been given credit for those, and her beautiful silver hair, she gets all the glory for my creative endeavors... because if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have the knowledge, courage or conviction to even try.