This post is linked up to: The Train to Crazy's Make It. Wear It. Thursday Party and Kid's Clothes Week.
Here is my first submission for Kids Clothes Week!
Modeled by my 4 year old, Eve or "Everz Beavers" as we like to also call her.
Bimaa Sweater Pattern
Size 2T lengthened to a 4T
Fancy Pants Leggings Pattern
Size 4T, but with reduced width and 2T waistband size (and still a little too big on her waist, sigh.)
I bought the Sew Fab Bundle a few weeks ago, which is where I purchased both of these patterns. I feel like it was one of my better decisions, although it has caused my husband to question whether I will ever need to purchase a pattern ever again.
I wanted Eve to have a comfy lounge set that is also appropriate for wearing in public without people commenting that she is in her pajamas. This outfit fits the bill, I can just scoop her up and cuddle her to my heart's content while she is wearing it. The pieces also look good on their own if she wants to wear them separately.
I had a large scrap of the chevron interlock knit left that I wanted to use up. I originally used it in the dress found in this post and it was one of my favorite fabrics, so I just had to find a way to use it up. I used every last corner of it to make this outfit for Eve, so I feel accomplished!
Isn't that neckline pretty? I wanted to sew up the cowl version that has taken over the sewing blogs in the last few weeks, but I didn't have enough fabric. I'm actually really glad I sewed the shawl instead, I love the way it turned out.
The fancy pants leggings were a very fast sew! I will make more for sure. I think Eve pulls off the contrast bum panel, but I might make more in solid colors. I just don't know what the cutoff age is for showing off your butt in this style. :)
You might be wondering what that lovely bandage is covering on my daughter's face. My poor baby had to get three stitches put in this last weekend. She says she ran into the corner of her bedroom door. I have no idea how a door could do so much damage, but I have to take her word on what happened.
It happened over the weekend when everyone was home. I was taking a shower and heard screams coming from somewhere in the house. I wasn't worried because Kylie and Eve had been wrestling all morning (who knew little girls could be so entertained by tackling each other over and over?) and I figured they were happy screams of rough house play. Then my oldest runs into the bathroom yelling "Mom! Dad says get out of the shower! We have to go to the emergency room!" I rushed out, and found Jason hovering over Eve holding a towel on her face covered in blood.
Poor girl. I was completely freaked out seeing my baby like that! And I'm not squeamish: I was the "hand holder/translator" during surgeries when I went to Haiti on a medical mission trip. I've dissected human bodies in my pre-med biology class. I've been told by a nurse that I'm the only one of her patients that sat and watched the whole time they drew my blood.
But nothing compares to seeing blood come gushing out of your own sweet helpless baby.
So I did what any sane person would do in that situation. As Jason held a towel on her head to stop the bleeding, I ran into her room to find her clothes (she was still wearing one of my t-shirts and nothing else as her jammies from the night before) and literally dumped every piece of clothing out of her drawers to find something she could put on quick to go to the emergency room. I think that huge pile of clothes I dumped out is still in her room, what was I thinking?
Eve was a trooper. Jason said she was very brave and only let out a small silent tear as they put in her last stitch.
I stayed home with Kylie while Eve and her dad went to the doctor and she was so sweet. Kylie was genuinely concerned for her sister. She colored her a get well picture and she also asked my if she could pray for her without any hints or prompting for me. In fact, I was a little bit embarrassed it was my five year who suggested that we pray.
And now I realize that this is the second time I mention drawing blood in my first post of Kids Clothes Week. Let's hope I haven't started a pattern.