You may recall that the expectations that Jax and I had for our Spring Break Craft Extravaganza were wildly divergent from what the babies would permit us to accomplish. This led us to schedule yet another day of crafting.
Though Brady was quite fond of the moon shirt I made him, I wanted to go even bigger this time. Blow the kid’s mind. I wanted to create…a garbage truck shirt.
Brady is all about garbage trucks. When we hear one rumbling down the street, Brady and the nearest adult make a mad dash for the door to watch him do his thing. (We’re usually rewarded with a honk- thrilling!) For entertainment, Brady prefers to watch his Garbage Monsters DVD. And many an hour has been spent tipping little plastic trash and recycling bins into the toy garbage truck that Grandma bought.
I decided to go with reverse applique using an iron-on transfer of a garbage truck (courtesy of Google Images) on white knit fabric. After my stash of iron-on transfer paper yielded lackluster results, I dashed to the store for something (anything!) else. I didn’t have high hopes for the Avery Light Fabric Transfers I bought, but the resulting image looked great. (However, I reserve judgment until I see how it looks after a few washings.)
Update: The transfer faded an insane amount in the first wash, despite the fact that I followed the care instructions exactly. I could live with the fading, but the blotches of green ink that ended up all over the shirt were quite unattractive. I’ve hidden the shirt from Brady and am praying that he will forget about its existence until I can find some transfers that won’t result in epic failure.
Brady was suitably impressed with the finished product. He immediately attempted to remove the t-shirt he was wearing and insisted on donning the new one. The tantrum that occurred when the shirt was removed at bath time was momentous. And yesterday morning, he riffled through the closet and repeated, “Gar-gar? Gar-gar? Gar-gar?”** as he sought his shirt in vain.
** Translation: garbage truck
Brady wasn’t the only one to score on crafting day. I made some wee soft-sole shoes for Ian. Plain black ones. (Why are most Robeez and Robeez knock-offs emblazoned with dinosaurs and baseballs and other stereotypical boy icons? If my kid is wearing an outfit with monkeys on it, I’m not putting race cars on his feet.) The good news is that the shoes turned out perfectly. The bad news is that they don’t fit his freakishly long feet, because I was too impatient to wait for him to wake up and have his feet measured. So I’ll have to try this project again another day…
The shoes are adorable! Maybe we can make some super fat ones for Asher’s flinstone feet!