I think I might have mentioned that I DO NOT LIKE MENDING. So, when something ends up in the mending pile that does not belong to me, there is one one explanation. Love. George Bernard Shaw got it wrong when he said
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Seriously, there is no sincerer love than someone doing someone else's mending. And I do love my parents, it goes without saying. It is the only reason why I would allow someone else's mending to end up on Monday's mending pile. Love.
This week's project is another pair of pants that belongs to Papa R. I have already hemmed these pants for him after he tried them on and blah, blah, blah. I measured, pinned, had him walk in them before I took them to be hemmed. But when Papa R thinks no one is looking, he wears his pants like the "cool" kids (or do they like being called the "kool" kids?).
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It is the only explanation that I can come up with to explain this mess.
It doesn't look so bad in this picture so let me stick my hand through this mess to demonstrate.
Some kids just need to pull up their pants, right Papa R?
And if that fails, their pants get hemmed dangerous close to a flood length hem. Now that these pants are re-hemmed, the question remains, how low can Papa R go?
Happy Sewing!
This made me laugh! Can you get Papa R to pose in them? Maybe just the bottom half?
ReplyDeleteI have seen pants get longer when the stomach or bottom shrinks. If that's not it, then your Kool explanation must be it. Love this post!
Oh gosh, it is tough enough to get him to try them on and stand up straight without bending over to look at me pin his pants to be alter!
DeleteThis is exactly what used to happen with my dad . My dad was thin but wore his pants low . The best part was my mom would say - " no rush just fix these when you have time to change thread on your machine " as if that was the hardest part .
ReplyDeleteLOL, sounds like Mama R!
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