I love patching things. Lately, I've been patching more than I've been photographing. I have hopes to do a giant round-up post of all the patching.
In the meantime, here's Genevieve with her patched jeans. I have sequestered old jeans legs and other denim scraps in a bag in my workroom so that I can patch denim with denim. Here I used scraps of railroad-striped denim to make heart patches on the knees. On the inside are flannel rectangles - you can see them outlined with the topstitching.
And Genevieve is holding a Calico Critter. She and Ben pored over a Toys R 'Us Christmas circular and begged and begged to buy these things. I think children thrive best on homemade, open-ended toys, so I said no. They continued to beg, which I took as a sign that Calico Critters were not a passing interest.
So I told them that they could save their money from grandparents and extra chores and only buy the little figures, not their houses or furniture. So they did.
And now they are constantly devising houses out of wood and cardboard. And pestering their father to help them.
Ben's friend, tonight, while eating popcorn: "What's a Calico Critter?"
Ben: "a piece of crap."
That is a true story. I'm afraid Ben was quoting his mother.
I need to marshal my thoughts for a post about the children and money because it's starting to get rather complicated in that area.