Tragedy struck at our house tonight. Jack has this stuffed bear chair and he found a hole in it. He came to me and showed me the hole and then a major freak out ensued…
Jack: “Momma, you have to fix it. You HAVE to!”
Me (being lazy): “Nah, it’s fine Jack. It’s just a little hole.”
Jack (sobbing): “Please Momma…. plllleeeeeaaasse????”
Me(still being lazy): “Not tonight Jack.”
Jack (trying to compose himself): “Pretty, pretty please… with love on top?”
Me (thinking- with love on top?? How sweet is that?):”Ok fine. Let’s go get my sewing kit.”
Jack: “Yeah!!!”
Megan: “You have a sewing kit???”
And therein lies the problem. The sight of me sewing anything is about as rare as spotting a Black Rhino. Megan has a pair of pants that are ripped at the knee and the other day when she asked me to sew a patch on it, I honestly looked at her as though she just spoke to me in Mandarin. So tonight I went to get my sewing kit to make the repair on the bear chair. And when I say sewing kit, I mean a tiny box with the following contents:
-about 20 buttons (none of which I would actually use even if I needed a button)
-a pair of scissors
-some safety pins
-exactly 4 spools of thread (Red, Black, White and Cream)
-about 6 needles
-velcro (not sure why I got the velcro, or why I’m keeping it for that matter. But it is causing problems with the other items in the “kit” sticking to it)
I settled in to fix the chair and started threading the needle. Then I noticed my children. They were watching me closely- watching my every move. I felt like an animal in the zoo. Then Megan spoke. “I didn’t even realize that you know how to sew!” she said. I thought to myself, “Yeah, you and me both sister!”
We are impressed you even have a sewing kit! Thanks, Jen, for this hilarious, and way overachieving, Three Day Weekend post! Look for Jen at her blog, Serenity Now!, as well as on Twitter!
I did some sewing to make (assemble) my kids hallowe’en costume, and while I had my box out, I decided to do a patch on my daughter’s jeans (no one should be impressed by that; it was an iron-on patch that didn’t stay stuck). Anyway, my 6-year old looked at me lovingly and said that I was acting just like a grandma, doing all that sewing.
Compliment, right? Right? Ya, I’ll go with compliment.
SOunds like a typical conversation between me and my daughter! LOL :)
Twitter Name: LovinStilettos
I asked Twitter for a recommendation for someone who could turn tshirts into purses…someone sent me a PATTERN. FAIL, people, gigantic, sweaty, smelly, hairy FAIL!!!
Twitter Name: Anissa Mayhew
My mother was just here visiting, and I threw about half the clothing we owned on top of her, and thrust forth the sad sewing kit I also own… I dunno how I skipped that step of development – didn’t get the sewing gene – and thanks to mum, we can wear our clothes again. You’re awesome for even trying! I would have thrown the bear away, ‘coz I’m all mean like that. Heh.
We have the same sewing kit!
And really, that’s why God invented tailors and seamstresses. Gotta keep the economy going, right?
Twitter Name: msmegan
“You have a sewing kit???”…that was sew low. Your post is what this site’s all about sister.
Seriously, why don’t we know how to sew? Someone has failed us somewhere. Now, if we could only figure out who was to blame.
Hmm.
Twitter Name: shaunaglenn
My kids react similarly when I attempt to use a vacuum. But I do know how to perform minor sewing repairs.
I just had to call my dad to ask him if I should be washing my new sheets before I sew them with a sewing machine Straight Stitch or just sew them then wash?.. and that turned into a 30minute phone call, still no sewing done
in a sweet nutshell: why I love JenW.