Jaguar Jammies

One of my daughter's favorite things, well until this winter was her jaguar jammies. They were a pair of one piece velour footed pajamas that snapped up the back. Despite how they made going to the bathroom a challenge, she loved them. She was really upset the day we couldn't cram her growing legs into them any more and she sadly admitted that they didn't fit.

"We have to give dese to baby G," she told me. "And you can make me new jammies. With a tail Mama. I wanna tail. Preaseeeeeee." How could I resist that? Plus, the next time I was at Joann's - the fleece was 50% off! I think I may have bought cheetah by mistake, but it's close enough. So, as requested, I made new jaguar jammies.

The only problem is - she refuses to wear them. She tells me she likes them, but has yet to do more than try them on - once. My son, on the other hand, adores them, and asks K if he can borrow them regularly, though he still asks for his own pair. (Thank goodness I made her's big enough to fit again next winter.) "And Mama," he says, "I would like my tail to be attached. Attached Mama. Please don't put velcro on mine. Do you understand Mama?"

Yes dear. I understand.

I was always a bit scared of sewing with fleece, so I had never sewn with it before. What was I afraid of? If was wonderful! It had just the right amount of give for making the neck, and it let me try out some of the stretch stitches on my Bernina. I'm going to have to get some more to play with because I loved it. Who knows, I might even need some new jammies.

Just in case you are curious, the snow on the island is melting fast. The road in front of our house (which is not plowed) is now clear and the snow in the woods is melting fast.