Henry has hit the dribbling age. I knew we were in need of more bibs, but the situation got desperate the other day when I started fishing around amongst Audrey's dolls' clothes in search of something to keep it all under control. The aim was to just use what I had in my stash (tick!), and to just whip up a couple quickly on a quiet night. But once I got started, I went officially bib crazy and started cutting out appliques of silly little dog sketches and the like. I even roped Audrey in the next morning to draw with fabric pen over the linen ones so I could embroider them.
I realised too late that linen is completely impractical for a bib - one spot of dribble and it'll look like crap. But these ones, of course, are my favorites. I'm usually not into names on clothes for kids, but when my 4 year old writes her brother's name next to a cute picture of a snail? Ack! I couldn't help it.
(ps - so sorry to everyone I owe correspondence. The birthday celebrations last week took their toll. I'll get back to it very soon).