Little Girls, Little Girls

Little girls
Little girls
Everywhere I turn I can see them

Little girls
Little girls
Night and day

I eat, sleep and breathe them

It has kind of felt like this week, as I did a sewing workshop for two hours each morning.

Antebellie is my wee crafty partner in crime and wanted a whole Playdate dedicated to sewing.  Just having finished second grade, I thought a sewing marathon might be a little 
much, and it occurred to me to do a camp.

A few others thought it was a good idea too, so I had fifteen little girls. 

 We made purses from jean pockets, a travel tic-tac-toe board, a needle book and lastly, a skirt.

Ms. Gardner E., ML, Aunt SuZQ, Ceece and Bean came to lend a hand the first day. Ceece instructed  crocheting the chain stitch and flowers, Gardner E. helped the two oldest with knitted flowers.  SuZ ran the sewing machine whislt Bean, ML and I threaded needles and tied knots as hard and fast as we could go.

Ceece managed two days before she felt the need for early retirement-ha.  Hey, all of them were crocheting.  Bean and Aunt SuZQ have lasted so far.

I thought little girls would get a big kick out of making their own skirt, but I didn't really know how to make a skirt, so I looked up some ideas and saw skirts with something sticking out from under that was cute, but I knew I wouldn't have the patience to either deal with two skirts a piece or to sew it onto the hem. You know all that straight pin stuff makes me a little crazy.  Did you know they make spray glue that makes the fabric like a post-it note.  Well, they do, and I actually found this cutest fabric that had print all the way to the selvage, same for the lace, so NO HEMMING- Be still my heart!  Sew, uh, I mean so I turned down the top a bit, ironed, turned down again, a  bit bigger than the elastic, opened, sprayed and post-ited the lace fabric in side the turn down, then ran it through the machine. Well, except for the six I talked SuZQ into running through.  The girls pulled the elastic through the casing and sewed the side seam and wha-la.  Adorable.

Another little friend I taught last year, also came as a helper, with her sister camper, so I also had one for her and her littlest sister, so they'll be all matchy. Well, you know Miss Linee has to have one as well, so all17 are finished, or ready to be finished for the last day of camp, and again, I am worn to a complete frazzle. That doesn't include three American Girl Doll Skirts for the ones who belong to me (campers, not dolls).  It was a fun time and much was learned.

Auntie G-Lou appears to have a blood clot in her leg and is in need of our prayers.