I was feeling a little smug yesterday. A bit like one of those supermummies, who, at 8.30 pm on Thursday, when their darling daughter announces that they are dressing up as a fairy at school the next day on some dressy-uppy-day-thingy and they need some wings to complement their outfit and the suppermummy calmly replies "Yes, of course, darling, I'll just whip you up a pair of wings. Won't take a few minutes..."
Except, that scenario didn't quite happen. When confronted by this demand at ridiculous o'clock last night, my reaction was "No way, Jose". After several minutes of whingeing and whining on Little Miss J and P's part, I thought I had a brainwave. I plucked the purple feathery wings decoration from the Xmas wreath (I'll be telling you all about the wreath debacle in another post, don't you worry) and attempted to attach them to Little Miss J and P's hoodie.
Unfortunately the wings were not for attaching.
So, then I had another brainwave. I found some white felt and white feather trimming languishing in the sewing box. (No wonder, the feather trimming was languishing, the bloody thing moulted all over the place while I was fiddling with it - v. annoying).
Using the purple feather wings as a template, I drew the outline onto the white felt, cut it out, sewed (yes, sewed) the feathery trim onto the felt and, lo and behold:
A set of feathery wings which I rustled up in MINUTES.
I attached them to Little Miss J and P's hoodie with safety pins.
Here's hoping there are no safety pin mishaps today at school!
So, yes, I was feeling smugly supermummyish until I overheard Little Miss J and P, this morning, say to her little friend over the phone "Yeah, and my mum made me this set of weird wings." The cheek of the child!
"Weird wings" indeed!
Disgruntled of Blogland. xx