Jack cut a hole in the sleeve of his dump truck shirt. It took me a little bit to think up the solution, but I thought the road sign was an appropriate warning for his sometimes difficult-to-maneuver self.
Helen, age four and fabulous, must have wanted designer gauchos instead of the off-the-rack pair that Aunt Jan found for her. The first time she wore them, much to my shame, she gouged a hole in them on purpose. She confessed, but only after I questioned her. Grrrrr...
And the kitty tore a hole in her beloved snowman jammies. Felt and floss to the rescue!
7 comments:
You are such a handy little marm. :) I like those patches very much.
wow. . .very impressive!! It looks great :) Jan
So creative! Is your mind just exploding with great ideas or what?!
You rock! Other people would throw them in the rag pile, but you make them better than ever. Way to go, you thrifty crafty woman, you!
wow! love it!
Those patches must make the kids love their clothes even better!
You're ingenious! I love the idea. However, I'm pretty sure if I tried it that the patch would look as bad as the hole. Not much of a crafty bone in my body. :)
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