Okay, so for anyone who knows me - I really am not a very "mushy" person. I don't like to be corny, I don't show my feelings very often, I won't sit down to watch a movie if I know it will make me cry and I really don't get sentimental very often. Becca - you don't count...........you bring this out in me from time to time when I guess I really need it. :) Miss you. Anyways, tonight - it got me, and Bec, you had nothing to do with it for once.
I was taking a break from brownie-goose and starting on Louisa's birthday dress. I had an idea for a pattern in mind for when Louisa is the flower girl for my sister's wedding, so I decided to use the same pattern for her bday dress so that I can get all the kinks out first. Well, it just so happens that it is one of those classic patterns, one of the "good-ole" Children's Corners that believe it or not, are still sold today. I had dresses made from this pattern when I was little...........talk about a classic style. Anyway, this is one time that I love that my mother has so much stuff because she brought me a box full of vintage patterns from when she would sew for us, and even some my grandmother sewed! Of course, the pattern that I found is the right one, but the wrong size.........and I just refused to spend another $13 to buy one the right size, and since I am the Queen of jerry-rigging things (right, Phoebe?) I thought for sure I could scale it down to Lou's size. Well, turns out I didn't have to because a cheapo named Janie Sandefur (my mom) had already done it for me, back in the day it looks as though she pirated another size and put it in the same envelope as the larger pattern. Score, this made my day!! After I got over laughing about how old the computer paper that the pattern was traced on (seriously, it had the perforated holes on the sides from the printers and various green colored lines) I got bitten by the sentimental bug. Not only was my mom's handwriting on the pattern, but so was my grandmother's. It dawned on me that I was about to be the 3rd generation to sew from this exact pattern. That in itself amazes me and brings me closer to my mom and grandmother who are/were amazing seamstresses. Louisa's birthday dress brought on a whole new meaning to me. It isn't just a dress anymore, it is almost a tradition. Mushy, I know - I have almost allotted an entire year's worth of mush in this blog.............but I couldn't help but to share this. I just hope that I can be a bit of a pack-rat and save this pattern and be able to have Louisa ask me for it one day. I finally know what it means to want to pass down talents, traditions and traits.
So, before I get any cornier or mushier, I will stop. I just wanted to share this with whoever decides to pass the time by reading my blog. I think it is cool, and cannot wait to see her in her dress. It will be a whole other kind of pride that I feel when I see her wearing it!