I Don’t Sew

But I did! With my mother’s vast experience and help, I made some pants for Asher. They are all cotton and super-cute. Mom had been making him pants and I asked if she would teach me how. We started working on several new pairs for Asher and several long board-shorts for Lucas (we call them jams because that’s what they were called when my little brother was a boy.)

Mom made these two pairs earlier this summer. Yes, those are fire trucks and ambulances. You know you want some for yourself!

With Mom’s help (and machines), I made these! The greenish ones have leaves and red, yellow, and orange froggies on them. The pair in the back are a black and white verticle stripe. The pair on the right is made of Autism Awareness fabric. (Ian wants some for himself.)

I have four more pairs of pants for Asher in the works. They’re partway done, but are waiting for my mother to return from vacation. I don’t know how to work the serger. 

The jams we made for Lucas have orange flames and motorcycles of various colors on them. We also got some pirate fabric (skull and crossbones, machetes, and compasses) and some cool dino fabric. 

2 Responses to “I Don’t Sew”

  • tshuma
    July 30, 2008 at 12:37 am

    Those are awesome! I totally want a pair.


  • kittiliscious
    July 30, 2008 at 3:32 pm

    That is so cool! You are such a multi-talented, DIY goddess!


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