Red Chief was frustrated this weekend because he wanted to sew, but I kept not having time to set him up with a project. Finally I just let him loose in the sewing room and tried not to think too much about messes and injury.
He made an apron for Tiger Lily's doll. It was meant to fit her biggest and ended up on her smallest. He is very proud of sewing something all by himself. The only casualty: Red Chief's finger, which had a run-in with my sharp sewing scissors. He didn't tell me until afterward. ("I can handle my own cuts now, Mom.") How is my baby boy almost eight?