So my 4-year-old and I walked down to the mailbox together on Friday, and oh happy day, there was fabric in there. It was the "Doe, a Deer" custom bundle from Fabric Worm. (I'm trying to collect enough pink and green fat quarters to make a bed-sized quilt for my daughter.)
As I pulled that nice fat envelope out of the mailbox, I said to Miss E., "Hey, isn't it great when we get fabric in the mail?" Her reply: "Yeah! But how do they know what you want? Do they just guess?"
I had a good laugh over that one. If only it really worked that way. I'm picturing some sort of fabric fairy who randomly sends yummy prints to people through the mail, just out of the kindness of her heart.
Then I realized something. Maybe there really is such a thing (kind of). I just signed up for my first swap: Gen X Quilter's Ho-Ho Holiday Swap. Real life doesn't often emulate something from a 4-year-old's imagination, but in this case, someone actually will "guess" what fabric I might want and then mail it to me. Plus, I get to play fabric fairy for somebody else! Who wouldn't like that? Why did it take me so long to start participating in these things?