We had two super heroes move into our house today. I feel so much safer with these two watch dogs under my roof!
Truth is these capes have been a long time coming. A friend made some capes for her kids a while back and when Will saw the pictures he freaked! "I need one!" He actually forgot about it for a long time then for some reason all of a sudden capes were all the rage again. He didn't mention the super cool capes he had seen online, though...just started making a cape out of his blanket or jacket or anything else that remotely resembled one. It was me who decided that I needed to make him one. "Why not just buy him one?" you ask. Psssh. Why make things easy?
You may recall that I don't sew. I've always wanted to...just never had the time or patience to learn. Oh, and I didn't have the extra cash lying around to just go out and buy a machine. Enter my mother-in-law. It was either Gregg or I who mentioned to her in passing that I might want to learn at some point. Well, this was apparently her cue. Sewing...well, quilting really is something near and dear to her heart. So long story short, within six months she had me set up with not only my own machine but also most of the tools I needed to begin my career as a seamstress. (Totally not what I expected nor was this my ever my intent, but thanks, Rita!)
Of course that one small detail still remained unaddressed. I didn't know the first thing about sewing...seriously...what's a bobbin? She offered to give me a tutorial but we were in the middle of a move and it fell by the wayside. Okay, this is only half true. I wanted to actually learn a little about sewing before I sat down with her because I didn't want to look completely lost...or really completely stupid. We're being honest here, right? Kind of like giving yourself a mini-pedicure before going to the salon to get your full-blown, pamper yourself pedicure. You don't want the lady giving you a foot massage and painting your toes to know how dry and neglected your feet really are...right? I'm not the only one, am I?
So I found this basic and pretty thorough tutorial on...you guessed it...Pinterest!!! It was supposed to be a four week tutorial but as soon as Will found out what I was doing the game changed a bit. Now I don't know how well you know Will, but he can be pretty persistent. I was constantly being asked when I'm going to learn to make his cape and it was always in this incredibly sweet and innocent sounding "what's so hard about it?" tone. Okay, buddy...but only 'cuz I love ya!
So I sped up my lesson schedule and maybe even skipped a few (*cough*- half) of the lessons I thought might be irrelevant to my project. And then to buy fabric. Holy cow that's a whole different world! I knew they had to be shiny because what self-respecting super hero has a felt cape, right? No offense if you wear a felt cape...I'm sure you're totally legit. Anyway, as I was shopping all these satiny materials were slipping out of my arms and I knew I was in waaaay over my head. First sewing project AND satin. Idiot. But I'm stubborn, I mean, determined, so I pressed on. And finally after a lot of hours of pressing and cutting (the material and my fingers...ouch!) and stitching (I can thread my own machine...yay!...and take it apart...long story) and well, (still being honest?) a few not so choice words (under my breath...I've got a couple of parrots in the house...super hero parrots, that is) the capes were born!!!
And they are a HUGE hit! Well, not so much with Micah at first. It took some coaxing to get him to put it on. There was a lot of high pitched squealing and screeching (ugh, all too common lately), but I finally told him he could fly off the couch and that sold him.
And this is how we spent our night. Super T-Bone (aka Will - he gave himself this name...what?) and The Incredible Crotch-Grabbing Nose Picker (aka Micah...scroll through the pics and you'll see what I'm talking about). Jumping, oh sorry, flying off the couch over and over and over and overandoverandoverandover again. This house hasn't been full of that many giggles in a long time, and giggles are pretty frequent around here.
So all this hard work was worth it. Two crazy boys running around in capes is just reassurance to me that I'd do it all over again if they asked me...or maybe even it they don't. So I'll sleep peacefully tonight knowing that in the other room there are two crime-fighting, bad-guy stopping, booger-flicking (sorry, I'll stop) supers ready to take on the world. In the words of Will...I mean Super T-Bone, "Super heroes to the rescue!!!"