All these summer dresses on my Tuesdays with Ani have been lovely in the making, but gosh, they make me cold when I see her wearing them - usually sans sweater or socks, as many of you have pointed out, and I know very well! There are plenty of long sleeved dresses and woolen tights and cute slippers to be found around here, but amazingly, that's not what she prefers. And the reality is - all of my children have done that - the cold really doesn't bother them, and she'll be just fine. Even if it makes me want to put another pair of socks on myself (on top of the two I already wear under my slippers each day) just by looking at them. I blame/credit their Papa and his Scandinavian/Northern Maine blood!
But still, a Mama can always keep trying, can't she? And so, last Tuesday morning, I laid out the pattern for some pajamas (K157 by Ellie Mae Designs, a McCall pattern) and all the flannel I had on my shelves. I pitched this as a 'night dress'....and she was into it. We had to get a little creative about the fabric pieces, as I didn't have enough of any of the flannel to make it in just one fabric, but I kind of like the contrast and combination of fabrics (it's an old Munki Munki red print and Anna Maria Horner in the floral).
This one took a little more time and effort than the dresses we've been cranking out in a couple of hours. But no worries, she was happy to help along as much as she could, sing The Sound of Music over and over, and stop for frequent breaks of milk and popcorn. And mostly - as she likes to do - to talk a non-stop constant stream of dialogue with the full attention of Mama (have I mentioned that this girl does not stop talking? Ever? Surely I have.) A ladybug button was carefully selected, and at the end of the day, this little one had a new dress to show everyone (and I felt a little warmer looking at her). First to Gram's room with a grand announcement of "ta-da!" followed by a demonstration of the twirling effect. And then, to the rest of our family as they arrived in the door later that night from skiing. Though this time, she was tricky and tried to disguise herself. Oh, my girl. She's something.