My oldest daughter had this really great idea. You see, she needed to come up with a sewing project for a benefit fashion show at the high school, "Barbie Through the Ages."
What — I didn't pick the name — but, it was going to count as a HUGE part of her final grade, so, you know, what was I supposed to do?
"What do you have to make?"
Because, I do NOT sew, or help "make" anything, if it means having to use something other than hot glue gun, let alone…mechanical…with running parts and a very sharp object, that puts holes in things, on purpose.
"I have to make a wedding dress."
Holy crap, that should be easy, right?
"Actually for the wedding party."
Oh, okay, still I'm guessing a "NO!" on the hot glue gun.
"How about if I sew a dress for Barbie's sister, Kelly?"
Um, okay.
"Yeah, and maybe even get my baby sister to model it, too, right?"
Riiiiight.
Like, most everything that comes (and goes) around in this house, it sounded good, at first…on paper…but, if I had a dollar for each time one of my kids came home with a school project, that I did NOT have to buy, sell, or help them with, the night before, while in a sugar-induced shock, then I'd be poor AND a diabetic, by now.
Oh, wait…