He saw me sewing and said 'I want to make something with you'. He really wanted to sew.
I racked my brains... machine sewing with a three-and-a-half year old?
Shall we make a bag? (Thinking drawstring rectangle.)
'I want to make a toy.'
'A monkey... no, a hippo.'
I was in a can-do sort of mood (which, I can assure you, is not all the time), so a hippo we made.
I drew a shape which he approved. I cut it out in two different linen scraps.
I guided the machine and said 'go.... stop!' while he crouched under the table and pressed the pedal.
Before stuffing, I had Clem draw on the white side with a fabric texta, and I iron-set it.
We stuffed it together. I sewed it closed.
Done! A Mama-Clem-made hippo.
|Two eyes, a mouth 'with food in it', some random squiggles, a tail and 'his willy'.|
|making foccacia dough with Charlie and Dadda|
|the hippo toss|
|the 'I don't want photos' hippo shot|
- Jane x