Getting ready for Easter Sunday by ironing my daughter’s Easter dress. This one is special. It’s a smocked dress that my mother made for me when I was a little girl. It’s not the first thing that my kids have worn that my mom made for either my brother or me as kids. This dress is one that I actually remember wearing, though. I still remember the way it felt, a little tight at the neck, but airy and free with it’s pleated “A” shape and light, yellow cotton fabric. I don’t remember if I appreciated it for the love and time my mother put into it, but I know that I liked it and I’m certain that her making it had something to do with it.
My kids love it when I make clothes for them. They may not always like the finished product. It might be too itchy, too heavy of a fabric, or too small, but they always love that I made them something. I have been a knitter for quite some time, but it wasn’t until I had kids that I really took off. When I was pregnant with each of them, I began making their heirloom garments. I made baby blankets, bibs, burp cloths, and layette sets. The tradition I’ve started is that I make one knitted garment for them a year. If all I have time to knit up is a beanie, at least they have something they can hand down to their children. And they love it.
Not only did my mom hand down the heirloom garments that she made for us, but she also gave me the desire and skills to carry on the tradition in my family. I love knitting and sewing for the tradition and sentiment, but I also love the process and creativity involved as well.