Not everything works, we all know that, but why do the failures have stack up on top of each other? Is it just the universe’s way of telling you give it up already and go outside? I meant to post this last weekend but in the wake of the utter collapse of everything I tried to do, I decided to keep away from the computer (+1 for me – see, universe, I can learn).
First, I decided to make some baby pants from one of those crazy cheap Old Navy sales. I bought the shirt for this purpose because it was $3 and couldn’t have gotten the fabric for that… plus the shirt already had pockets. I don’t have a baby anymore so these were intended to go someone else. From the front they aren’t so bad:
but then we turn them over and… oh dear:
How did I not notice this when I was cutting? I mean, really?? One advantage of knitting over sewing is that when I do crap like this with yarn I can always frog it. Dang. Do you think they are still presentable? I can put in a disclaimer “These are crap but will still keep your kids legs warm.” Maybe I should print that on a tag and sew it into the waistband.
Next up, attempting to do the dishes! Mini boo helps with the dishes, which is great. He puts away his little plates and bowls and dances around while we put away the bulk of the dishes. The main problem with this is that we spend some amount of time turned away from the dishwasher while he’s around. And in that precious moment, our little darling decided that the crayons needed to get washed. Purple and brown crayons went in, we didn’t notice, and 30 min later out came some pretty weird looking dishes. Now, the new-fangled crayon formula is pretty kind (compared to the actual wax stuff we had in my youth) but there is only so much the nice folks at Crayola can expect a crayon to go through. With a second washing most the real dishes (ceramic and glass) came out ok but the plastic was toast.
Goodbye toddler cups and storage containers… you lived a good life.