Hi Friends,
I have a funny story.
At least, I hope you think it's a funny story.
My son got me a vintage sweater for Christmas.
I tried it on and it was too big.
I didn't want to hurt my son's feelings and I didn't want him to feel bad that I would think, he thought I was bigger than I am.
Kind of like "My mom is this size."
Bill always gets me teeny tiny tee shirts.
I think it is so sweet that he still thinks I'm that size.
Bless his poor heart that I am not still that size.
#over50 #momjeans #don'twearmomjeans #babyboomersaging
Kind of like "My mom is this size."
Bill always gets me teeny tiny tee shirts.
I think it is so sweet that he still thinks I'm that size.
Bless his poor heart that I am not still that size.
#over50 #momjeans #don'twearmomjeans #babyboomersaging
I decided to make a sweater pillow out of it but I didn't want him to read about the sweater being made into a pillow on this blog.
So the other day I sent him a text.
"The sweater you gave me could fit two moms at once which would work if I were a conjoined twin."
"Do you care if I make it into something?"
He said, " Haha, yeah of course. I didn't even look at the size." :)
Whew. He doesn't think I'm that size.
This was not easy and it doesn't look perfect by any means.
I don't have the correct needles for sewing knit fabric.
Whew. He doesn't think I'm that size.
This was not easy and it doesn't look perfect by any means.
I don't have the correct needles for sewing knit fabric.
But I think it's cute and it reminds me of him.
I think I'm going to make something else out of the sleeves - maybe a sweater pumpkin.
I hope you are having a great week.
Katie
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