For Him a Bag, For Me a Happy Flight

I really enjoy making bags, as evidenced here, here and here. There is such satisfaction from making something that is not only cute to look at but also highly practical and useful.

Despite my professed bag-love, I’d only ever made bags for adults. I just never thought about making a bag for a child –  my own child! In retrospect it is so short-sighted of me not to realize how much Eli would appreciate having his very own bag. After all, he’s all about labeling items “mine”, and the closer his sister crawls to such items the louder and more fervently he declares his sole and exclusive rights to such property. Kind of like a mini-monarch; all that he sees before him is his. And a bag is essentially a place for safeguarding all of his special possessions, and allows for easy carting from place to place.

The intention behind making him a bag was actually not to bolster his belief that he can claim ownership to various toys and knick-knacks simply by saying so and tucking them out of sight of his sister. Rather, it was intended as a travel distraction device — and it worked beautifully!

As the departure date for our vacation neared, I was dreading how the flight would go. I envisioned my son, with ants in his pants in the face of this new adventure, refusing to sit still for a moment (more likely bouncing in his seat), and irritating other passengers with his endless curiosity (roughly translated as asking 50 questions per minute, 75% of which are duplicate questions).

Spurred on by seasoned parent travelers, I decided to go the route of bribery, which is beginning to feel like a well-worn path lately. I had stocked up with a few small toys (a la Target dollar bins) and treats and was intending to dole them out during the course of the flight as a means of thwarting any out of control behavior (i.e., no whining/yelling/kicking/harming flight attendants/getting us kicked off the plane = a reward earned). But instead, a short while after take-off, I pulled this little bag out of my carry-on bag and waited for his reaction. It took all of about .0346 seconds before he spied the dinosaur emblazoned object in my lap. When I explained it was something I made for him, and that the bag and its contents were just for him, he was ecstatic. And grateful — he must have told me “thank you” ten times during the flight. This kid really knows how to keep me sewing for him; he gets so darn excited each time I present him with something new.
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He was a content flyer digging for treasures in his bag, zipping and unzipping it to re-check the contents. It was all quite cute. He was happy, and since tantrums were averted and we weren’t the subject of a travel advisory, I was happy, too.

I made the bag using the open wide zippered pouch tutorial from Noodlehead. It has great details like the topstitching around the zipper opening and adding the zipper tab. The fabrics I chose are from Michael Miller (exterior, interior and zipper tab).

I liked working with the pattern so much I made the same bag for my son to bring as a gift for a special girl’s birthday party. Here it is decked out in pink (Michael Miller fabrics, again):


This bag-making got me thinking I need a new bag of my own. Noodlehead has a bunch of great bag patterns in her shop. I purchased the Go Anywhere Bag Pattern. I have a number of projects on the list before that one, but I already have fabric choices swirling in my head…

Let’s Hear It for the Boys!

Exciting news! Okay, for those of you rolling your eyes, I’ll admit “exciting news in sewing circles” may be a more appropriate description. Dana and Rae are bringing back their Celebrate the Boy sewing series. And it starts next Monday, February 25th. Two weeks of boy-centric sewing projects and tips. I can’t wait.

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A Day of Hearts

A Day of Hearts

 

I love Valentine’s Day. Not the retail-generated holiday so much (and god help me if I have to watch another Jane Seymour open your heart to love by buying my necklace commercial), but the sentiment behind a day of showing your love. We’re not big gift-givers in this house, and I like that. Okay, so sometimes it’s nice to be surprised with a little something … But generally I find that gifts can unnecessarily complicate relationships, romantic or otherwise.

So, our retail-free Valentine’s Day was spent enjoying a moment or two of showing love through actions. A hug. A hand held. A heart garland sewn. Heart-shaped food prepared and baked. And of course we were decked out in red attire today.

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Vacation Debrief

When the Go-Go’s sang “vacation, all I ever wanted…,” they clearly were not envisioning a vacation with young children in tow. A song about vacationing with young kiddos is more likely to include lyrics such as, “What the heck, I’m actually paying for this experience??!” or perhaps, “Did I really voluntarily choose to spend ten days throwing my children off their schedule and suffering the bitter consequences? Well, at least I’m somewhere warm for this torture.”  Or, “I thought I ordered wine with dinner, not whine.” (Although the latter is probably not limited to a vacation utterance.)

Yes, we got away for about ten days. Yes, I’m grateful for that. But, man, it was work. I think the biggest problem is that, for some reason, I have yet to fully wrap my mind around the reality that the days of carefree vacationing, where the biggest worry is the weather and a great dinner reservation, are gone for a number of years. I go into it still naively expecting to unwind and have a truly relaxing experience, despite the fact that I’m traveling with two young children. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t all bad. In fact it’s not even that it’s bad at all, it’s just … different. You have fun family moments, and then you have the moments when you’re ready to shove everyone into the rental car and drive immediately to the nearest airport and book the next flight home regardless of cost.

The highlights of our trip included great weather, a fun trip to the zoo where Eli ran from animal to animal for more than five hours, swimming in the ocean, and lots of time together. Also, Daisy arrived in Florida with eight teeth and left with twelve. Apparently we booked the four-molar package.

The warm weather felt amazing, particularly after a week of bracing cold at home prior to leaving. It was great to not even have to think about the weather and layer your clothes to stay warm. However, it induced some confusion for Eli, who was at first resistant to me dressing Daisy in onesies, and nothing more, for romping around.

“Mommy, Daisy needs pants,” he kept insisting, and I explained that a onesie is a perfectly acceptable wardrobe choice for a baby in warm weather. Finally, he accepted it. “Mommy, you know, sometimes we just don’t wear pants on vacation.”  I was too tired to ask where and with whom he has been vacationing.
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We returned home just in time to experience Storm Nemo. The official count for our town was 40 inches of snow. Yards, roads, sidewalks, driveways were (are) all indistinguishable. Just a big, thick blanket of white. Such a thick blanket that no one knows how to remove it and where to put it. The town has contracted a fleet of pay loaders to help move the snow out. The rumble of their engines and  the beep-beep reverse signal portend freedom from the snow-lock.

Freezing rain has moved in today and so we’re on day four of being mostly home bound, and schools are cancelled for tomorrow, as well. Cabin fever has most definitely set in. We’ve already made Valentines, played board games, sung the heck out of our song repertoire, baked together, read together, done a family movie night.

 

 

We’re all starting to get a little silly. This morning my son discovered how similar “peanut” and “penis” sound, and, of course, finds this hysterical. Any idea what he says I had for breakfast with my oatmeal? Oh, brother. I thought I had at least until age 5 until this kind of stuff started. I think I need a vacation.