Hailey has a dance competition coming up this weekend. We hadn’t tried the costume on since we got it a few months ago but since she had pictures two weeks ago I brought it out. The straps were a bit long, so I just pinned them for pictures knowing you wouldn’t see the back. However with the competition coming up this weekend I knew I needed to get it sewn stat!
At the pictures I told her dance instructor that I would have the costume sewn in time for the competition. She kinda laughed when I told her I was going to have someone do it. She says, “Jaime, you can do it yourself!”
I might have mentioned previously that I am not a sewer. I learned to sew from my Grandma Betty (Grannie B!) when I was little, but never did any sewing as an adult. I still have the sewing basket we made together when I was a kid!
I decided that it couldn’t be that hard to sew the straps and decided I would give it a whirl. I hauled out my sewing basket and told Hailey I was going to fix the straps on her costume myself.
Normally Hailey is supportive and positive and like me enjoys trying new things. So when she said the darndest thing it kinda blew me away. Hailey has asked me once or twice in the past to fix something sewing related and I told her I couldn’t because I didn’t know how to sew. She knows a lady I work with at the bank (Bobbye) sews so a couple of times we have asked her to fix something for us.
After I had proudly announced to Hailey that I was going to do the sewing, she looks at me, tilts her head to the side shaking it ever so slightly and says “Mom, just have Bobbye fix it.” I still laugh and shake my head when I think of how her face looked and how matter of fact she sounded.
I decided to ask Bobbye if she would help me with the adjustment. I brought my sewing kit and the costume to work so she could look at it and asess the situation.
Bringing out this sewing basket and going through it flooded me with memories from my childhood with Grannie B.
After we looked at the straps Bobbye said it would be best for her to just throw it on her machine at home to stich it up.
So even though I didn’t actually sew the costume myself, I was able to get someone to help us out, chuckle at my daughter’s unfiltered thoughts, and take a walk down memory lane with my sewing kit from Grannie B.
Kids say the darndest things!