A portrait of our little ones, once a week, every week in 2015
After weeks of illness, colds, conjunctivitis and fever, a short and simple trip to the park in the warm spring sunshine with your new Red Riding Hood Capewas just the thing. "Mama look at all the beautiful flowers in the meadow!" I so love your delightful fairytale-esque ways.
Little boy - even with a double ear infection you are still laid back and happy. Watching your big sister happily picking flowers.
A portrait of our little ones, once a week, every week in 2015
It always amazes me how your long hair disappears so neatly into your "ballet bun". Today was your first concert and you were so excited. We weren't sure if you were going to make it due to illness but you did. You had such a wonderful day with all your ballet buddies and were simply beaming on stage.
So flexible you are, often to be found chewing your toes!
Last year I needed to make some pants for our little girl. They needed to be sturdy enough for climbing trees, able to be whipped up in 30 minutes or less, comfy and of course stylish.
Now anyone who knows our little girl, also know she is not a pants kind of girl. She is all about pretty dresses and sparkles. If you are lucky you might be able to get a skirt on her but pants, however, are not in her vocabulary and are definitely not going on her body!
She loves to climb the famous old Pohutukawa tree down at our little beach, so I "sold" them to her as tree climbing pants. Let's face it, sparkly dresses just don't cut it when climbing trees, as much she would like them to... so imagine how stoked I was when she decided that these pants were ok. Phew! They have become my go-to pants/shorts pattern as they are so ridiculously easy and fast to sew - a perfect project for someone new to sewing to start with.
So about a year later, and many pairs of these pants later, I would like to share the pattern with you!
I have added all sorts of options to these unisex pants, such as three different lengths (shorts, knee length and 3/4 length) back pockets, side pockets, etc. You can make them without the elastic in the leg for a classic short. They have been made as Parkour pants and PJ's, shorts with suspenders and more... the options are endless and the amount of different looks that can be achieved from this simple pattern is amazing.
The Tree Climbing Pants pattern comes in a huge range of sizes from 6 months right through to 10 years. Such great value for those who wish to make a variety of styles for different family members throughout the years.
This pattern was extensively tested by a number of lovely sewers from around the world and over the next few days a few of them will be sharing pics of the pairs they have sewn. A great chance to see what can be done with the pattern and also to discover a new blog or two :) First up is Sarah, and you can read about the bubble shorts version and longer pants she made here.
You can purchase the Tree Climbing Pants pattern by either clicking on the button below, or finding them in my Etsy shop or clicking here. The pattern will be *ON SALE* for a couple of days for only $4.85 USD, then will revert back to the regular price, so grab a copy today!
I wonder to myself - when is the right time to introduce a child to stitching and what projects are suitable age/skill appropriate to avoid frustration and make for an enjoyable experience?
For the last few months our little girl has taken quite an interest in my stitching. I often find her poking about in my stitching bag (a bag where I keep my embroidery floss, needle case, scissors and embroidery hoop) and sometimes find my embroidery hoop with a bunch of random 3 year old stitches on it. Often she gathers different coloured cottons from my thread board and cuts off lengths of it, happily telling me " I'm making a dress mama!" Not to mention I have to be ever so careful leaving a pair of scissors lying around anywhere near fabric!
Well, when our little girl asked for a stitching bag of her very own, I thought well why not? One delighted little girl chose the fabric from my stash. Her wish was for pink and purple flowers and a bumble bee - this was followed by her spending ages carefully choosing and re-choosing which floss colours she would like for the flowers (it is a very serious business choosing colours!)
So during the hot summer days whilst she played outside with water and teapots and the like, I sat quietly with her in the shade, my feet up, creating a sweet little stitching bag.
Progress is checked regularly by a wee girl in between pretend tea parties and fairy conventions.
Flowers inspected. An extra bumble bee ordered - it needed to have a friend...
This wee bag was part of her birthday present. Included was a pink embroidery hoop, ball of pink wool, some large sized needles in a little case, some sharp pink scissors with rounded ends and of course some pink cotton thread (as she has long since used all mine up in her favourite colour....)
She absolutely loves it. "Lets do some stitching mama!" Ok, I say. She cuts the thread and threads the needle herself, then passes it to me to make a knot. I breathe and for a few very short blissful minutes, mama feels ridiculously happy and proud as her little girl creates her beautiful haphazard stitches.
You will have to excuse a proud Mama for a week or so as I take a break from creating with needle and thread and share with you some pics of our real life creation! The wonderful blur of milk and sleep has enveloped us. Days melding together and time standing still. Although waking from those short deep sleeps is a struggle, the smell and feel of milky cuddles is like nothing else on earth.
We spent six days together in hospital and I watched him slowly unfurl - his teeny tiny wrinkled hands softening and those delicious feet changing from newborn purple to soft pink. Amazingly he has exactly the same "star" on the ball of his foot as his big sister. I'm so grateful to have my Honey home with us for a few weeks as we find our new normal back home in our "treehouse. Big sister loves to stroke his hair and give him head kisses. I love his drunk face after finishing a feed and daddy loves his little man to pieces.