Crafting all things isn't a bad thing. I think most of us have tried many things and gravitate to what pleases us the most. I've tried leather crafting, ceramics, clay modelling, fabric crafts including embroidery, cross stitch, sewing, and needle point. I've also tried every aspect of woodworking, many paper crafts, and recycled art. What I find most pleasing is carving wood, bone, ivory, coconut shells, emu eggshells, and anything else carveable. I also love origami folding, the more complicated the better.
My Gramma was a quilter and saved every scrap of fabric. She did all the quilting by hand. I sat and cut squares and diamonds for her when I was five and six years old.
My Mama sewed all of our clothes. She had an awesome button box that I loved playing in. I made all sorts of things with those buttons. She also had a box with toilet paper rolls, tissue paper, butcher paper, glue, pieces of ribbon, scissors, blocks of wood, paper clips, scraps of fabric, and anything else she could find. When it rained, out came the "crafting" supplies and we sat around the dining room table and made things.
When I was nine years old, I was given a library card and was allowed to borrow books from the bookmobile that came to our community. I remember the McCalls big book of crafts very well. I made lots of things from that book.
I also learned to make rag rugs when I was nine. Gramma taught me to rip and tie all the pieces and she would crochet them. I watched her for hours until I figured out what she was doing. Picked it up like magic.
When I was twelve, my Daddy gave me a hammer, screwdriver and pliers. I followed him around the farm and hammered nails, tightened every loose screw, and pulled staples and whatever with the pliers. He taught me how to saw wood with a crosscut saw and how to properly drive nails.
And my Grampa was a fiddle maker. I never learned how to make things from him, but he gave me a sense of pride in well made things.
I'm in again. No lists this year. I'll just be posting as I go along.
As for crafting in my childhood, I think I've always been a crafter. So was my mother, and so was my grandmother. So I guess I just came by it genetically. I started out with a spool knitter, paper crafts and lots of cardboard and glue. We made everything from forts to gifts to ornaments and back again.