Kids Clothes Week Day 2

I have a really awful picture of the rain pants I worked on today, but both the picture and the current state of the project are so depressing that I decided to document it with this little man demonstrating why I might want some waterproof pants.

He loves pouring things.  And stirring things.  And dumping things.  I have plans for a water table like this, but for now we have a plastic tub in the backyard and some things from the kitchen.  And it’s awesome.  Much better than the kitchen floor, which is where such things were taking place (and still occasionally do).  But we always have to have a new pair of pants after a water session.  Which is okay, but I thought some protective pants would be a useful item in the arsenal.  Not to mention there’s a creek right behind our house, and we need to go see how the tadpoles are doing.  So I found an elastic-waist pants pattern in Ottobre, some GoreTex that I had earmarked for another purpose, and I hope we’ll have some rain pants soon.

But not tonight.  I think I may cast on for a baby boy hat (the baby girl hat is mostly finished—just needs a button) and veg out in front of the TV.  Hey, a hat is clothes!

Kids Clothes Week Un-sewing

Well, I got more than my hour in today thanks to a long nap from the little mister.  Unfortunately, my work was of the terribly un-photogenic kind—tracing patterns, and cutting out fabric.  Luckily, one of my projects includes fixing a pair of pants that I *already* have pictures of—how sneaky is that?

Here’s Peter on St. Patrick’s Day in his promised camouflage pants.  I broke a needle on my serger in the middle of working on them, and so left the seams unfinished.  Plus I cut the elastic for the waistband too long.  Thanks to the long nap today, I decided to fix those things.

So, seams are ripped, patterns are traced, fabric is cut, and systems are go for the next few days of Kids Clothes Week sewing.

What I’ve been up to

Hm, let’s see.  Last time I was around, I promised to share some knitting projects.  And then I promptly didn’t.  I have this problem where I want my blog to be some faithful chronicle of life and my fun stuff, and then I don’t update, so I forget everything.  So I think I’m just going to start with what I’ve been doing recently, before I forget.  If' I’m lucky, I’ll go back through and play catch up on some other stuff, including the knitting.  How’s that for a tease?

First up:  pajamas!

From Ottobre 6/2010, the Pitka Jussi long johns and the Villi Viikinki undershirt, both in size 86 (side note—why do some of the names in Ottobre seem to be translated [the same issue has Jumpin’ In coveralls], while others obviously aren’t?).  The hibiscus print was originally something I requested for myself in middle school, I think?  I’m sure my mom will be glad to see that it finally got turned into something.  The red is a t-shirt from the Goodwill pile, and the navy is cotton-lycra.  It works well instead of ribbing, I think.

The good:

• It fits!
• It has a little fly, which amuses me greatly.

The do-better next time:

• It would look better with more of the topstitching that’s suggested.  My topstitching was looking really, really awful, so I decided to forgo it.  Mom and I think it’s because I decided I could use a regular double needle instead of going to get a ballpoint one.  We’ll try that for the next pair.
• I think If I’m just going to use the lycra for the waistband (I didn’t put in any elastic), I’ll shorten it just a smidge.
• One of the cuffs on the shirt is inside out.  Not super noticeable, so I didn’t bother ripping it out and redoing it, but suboptimal.
• Sewing in the size labels really works better when I can see them.  I’ll have to get a picture of the pants label.
• The inner fly could be just a little taller (which I think is my fault).  Not that it matters one iota since he’s wearing a diaper, but still.

Luckily, my chance to improve will come soon!  It’s the Kid’s Clothes Week Challenge this week at elsie marley, and I’m signed up!  Stay tuned for the week’s exploits.

Making myself useful

When I go off and make something mostly frivolous (like my floor cushion), I occasionally get flack, since that usually means I’m ignoring a big pile of unfinished projects, or a pile of useful sewing that I keep promising myself and others that I’ll do.  And usually both.

It doesn’t normally bother me.  It’s my hobby here…at least I ended up with something.  But there comes a point when enough is enough, and I seem to go on a spree.  It started with altering a pair of my husband’s work pants and ended up growing from there.

A piece of flannel floating around my stash became a few more face wipes for a certain little man who enjoys playing with his food, a Kohl’s $5 dress became a much less dowdy length, a thrift store bathrobe was also hemmed for new-baby nursing this summer, and I found a much more attractive solution to the light from our bedroom stereo (previous solution was to drape whatever item of clothing was at hand over the display).

And there may even be more to come!  I’ve been cleaning up the basement, and created a “use it or lose it box” of clothes that I don’t wear anymore, or bought with the express purpose of refashioning, and just haven’t.  So, the hard deadline for this box is our move in the fall.  Whatever doesn’t make it into a more useful form, or back into the clothing rotation will go to the thrift store at that point.

Next up?  Some successful knitting, and some not-so-successful knitting.

Rest for the weary

One of the Christmas presents I really wanted to make was one of these floor cushions from the tutorial at Living with Punks.  Ostensibly it’s for my son, though I must say that it has been getting much more use from my husband, who sits on it when he makes a fire in the fireplace.  And really, it was mostly for my own entertainment, because I think it’s just adorable (much more so than the two pillows whose stuffing I harvested).

I especially love the piping, though I must admit a shameful secret.  I was at JoAnn’s to buy the cording, but didn’t have the pattern, and I didn’t buy enough.  That’s not so bad until you realize that I’m the geeky math girl who at points in her life has had 50 digits of pi memorized (I just checked, and I now peter out at 36), and I knew what the diameter of the circle was.  Suffice it to say, I inserted flat piping for the handle.

I’m now looking forward to making Peter some green denim pants so he can be camouflaged on his cushion.

I finished some Christmas stuff!

Earlier this week I was packing up some of our Christmas decorations, and I decided before I packed them all up, I should probably actually finish the boys’ stockings.

You’ll have to forgive the picture repeat.  I thought I took better individual pictures, but I can’t find them.  At any rate, A’s stocking (the crazy plaid one), and Peter’s stocking (on the far right) were new this year.  Because the stocking my mom made me (on the left) is the Platonic ideal of all stocking-foot-shapes, I traced it to make sure my boys would be guaranteed the same ideal form.

A’s is scraps from old flannel shirts.  His arms are long, so any time we try to be economical and buy him cheap shirts, they inevitably become too short in the arms after too many washes.

Peter’s stocking features a mini version of this elf from Wee Wonderfuls, and his name in a fun font (from Da Font).  A font which I have subsequently developed a semi-obsession with (see this video).

Now, for that May baby, all we have to do is meet him or her, name him or her, and then I can get cracking!

{pretty, happy, funny, real}: Epiphany

So, it’s been a while. But I’m still here! And I have lots to say! I thought I’d begin at the end, so to speak, and show you our celebrations of Twelfth Night.

{pretty}

The Advent wreath’s last hurrah, the Three Wise Men, and arroz con pollo (my first attempt—burned, but edible).

{happy}

Thanks for the bear Aunt Cindy and Uncle Andy! Tonight marked the final present exchange in our house. It might have included presents from us, had I not spent our time at home since Christmas sick, and not feeling the crafting mojo.

{funny}

Peter has, for months, been frightened of our vacuum cleaner. Enough so that he runs away when he sees the green plastic emerge from the closet. Other peoples’ vacuums do not have to have the same effect. Today was the same story. Only, when I was done, instead of eyeing the machine suspiciously, he started wheeling it around. I have hopes that this implies a reconciliation.

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Okay, this has nothing to do with Epiphany, or anything (for that, I should have a picture of the burned dinner…), but this was just so cool, that I wanted to remember it. Our dishsoap developed snowflakes or crystals or something of the sort while we were gone for vacation. It sort of looked like frost on a window, but suspended in the bright blue liquid.

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