My out-of-control sew-ers (as opposed to sewers)
Yesterday my girls decided they wanted to learn to sew.
I’m not a sewer/seamstress. I CAN sew, but not well.
I don’t really enjoy it, mainly because I am such an impatient person. But it does comes in handy from time to time.
My grandma taught me when I was little, and I would like for my girls to at least know the basics.
That said… they are driving me cuckoo with all kinds of projects they’re coming up with.
I literally can’t sit down without one of them materializing at my side begging for my help to sew something.
I’m not complaining. (Not really anyway.) I think it’s sweet, and Grandma would be so proud of them.
Belle’s first project was a little purse that she designed and sewed all by herself. (P.S. We sew on a 80ish-year-old Singer machine that Matt’s Gran gave me several years ago. It is the best little machine ever, and we are so thankful for it.)
I can’t tell you how proud she was of herself and her creation.
Once Belle was finished, Estella Dru began begging me to make her a dress.
Seriously? A dress?
I’m more like a pillow or curtains kind of girl. Dresses are definitely not in my repertoire.
Luckily I had a pillow case on hand with a cute ruffle on the end that I knew would do the trick.
I had to help her a little on the curve of the armholes, but she did the rest.
Of course she paired it with cowboy boots. That’s my Drusy.
Belle’s next project is a pillow, and Dru says she wants to make a quilt like Gran.
Heaven help me.
Hello creative one. This is wonderful!!! Way to go, girls!
THANK YOU!!! They had more fun than their mommy!
What talented (and patient) girls you have!!! I too am impatient….not even patient enough to sew on a button-my husband does that! HA!
Sewing on a button is about the extent of my abilities!!! : (
I’m cracking up over the title change to this post: I read it earlier fully expecting to read about your plumbing misadventures.
Oh my! I almost passed out when I realized how it could be read!!! Yikes!! : O
I am impressed, Angela! My mom gave me Memaw Bartlett’s sewing machine and I’m ashamed to say it’s sitting there all lonely in the attic. I don’t know if I even remember how to thread a sewing machine! Libby has been wanting to learn for quite some time now….maybe we should just go for it!