Last weekend I went home to hang out with my mom (+ fam) for Mother's Day. Saturday, I dragged my mom along on a trip to my hometown thrift store where I collected this handful of pretty wooden spools in the perfect array of colors. Growing up, my mom kept a neatly organized tackle box full of embroidery thread in every single shade invented (she is a huge cross-stitcher.) I used to love opening that box and admiring the endless hues. I am grateful for a mom who among a million other things took time to nurture my creativity...She helped me craft everything from homemade scrunchies to gluing rhinestones to canvas tennies. Being a mom makes me appreciate mine indescribably more. It's fun to have a holiday to celebrate their unending work+love. Happy belated day, moms!