A few years ago, I picked up a couple of yards of this crazy printed cotton jersey and made myself a dress:
There it is on the dressmaker’s dummy.
I was rummaging through my scrap bag the other day looking for a piece of red corduroy I needed when I came across the scraps from this dress and in looking at them, realised there was enough left over to make a onesie for Joseph. So, I did:
I made it about a size too big because it is very awesome fabric and I wanted him to get maximum wear out of it. I’m about tired to bits of him outgrowing a onesie just as soon as I have got the snaps fastened. So, here he is, basically rattling around inside of his new shirt:
That’s okay, though. I know he’ll totally grow into, and then out of it in pretty much no time at all.
We won’t tell him his onesie is made out of old dress fabric, okay?