What puzzled me is about the girls is that they insisted on having identical quilts... fine if that's what they wanted but then I insisted each had to come up with their own label with title and all the details for the back!
My mom and maternal grandmother taught me to knit, crochet, shuttle tat and embroider (nonna tried to teach me bobbin lace without much success--I still have the bobbins her father and when she needed more, my grandfather carved for her and her early 20th century patterns so I could still try...
(not)... I remember them insisting I had to learn how to do all this stuff because I would have to make my own hope-chest (remember the embroidered bed linens, monogrammed linen towels, tablecoths and napkins, etcetera, even the envelope for the nightgown?) which really made it feel like a chore at the time. In hindsight, I don't regret having been exposed to all these skills some of which are becoming a lost art. Too bad I was deathly allergic to the sewing machine back then... wish I'd let my mom teach me how to make a sloper too...