Last week I spent one evening playing “fix it girl”. One of the moms of my childcare kids commented that she was frustrated. She had bought two new dresses for her daughter and after only a couple wears the seams had come out in a couple spots.
Let’s just say that my dislike of repair jobs was overtaken by love of the little gal so I volunteered to fix them. So a few days later these things showed up. Dolly had lost a leg, the dress to the left was loosing the lower ruffle and the dress to the right should strap had a malfunction.
I vowed to do them immediately before they got lost in the fray or before summer was gone and she couldn’t wear them.
A short half hour later all was fixed and I was happy. Doing this little bit of patching was so much more enjoyable than patching Hubby’s jeans.
I can honestly say I didn’t mind it a bit but the title of “fix it girl” is a title I prefer to only wear for a short period of time…I do have to admit though…I am a sucker when it comes to the childcare kids. I’ll do most anything.