Tank Engines and Dresses.

So I finally got around to down loading all the pics and videos from my camera. On it were all the pictures I had taken of the "Day out with Thomas" we had taken Abram to down in Heber. For those of you who don't know, my son is a Thomas maniac. For about a year straight he would only watch Thomas and cried if anything else was playing on the TV. He has since branched out into other children's entertainment, but Thomas is still among his favorites. (I don't know whether to thank or curse Netflix).

My cousin and her family joined us, which was nice. He daughter and Abram are little buddies. Sir Topham Hatt on the other hand.... I would have thought he would be thrilled to see him, but I was mistaken. That's him, strangling me for dear life. 

The big steam engines, were a different story. He loved them. They had a small hay bale maze by one, perfect for photos. 

I put him up on the front of this one to get a picture and he thought it was so cool. He didn't want to get down. Considering this was about a month ago, I still get happy butterflies when I think about Abram's face when he saw that life-sized Thomas coming into the station. If they come again next year, we may have to go again.
So our county fair is coming up, which is a pretty big deal in my family. I have put things in the Home Arts exhibits since I was 18 (and no longer in 4-H). I always have fun and do pretty well, but this year I am taking things a little more seriously (my husband would say too seriously). I really want to get either a judge's choice or copper plate this year. I don't really care which category; I just want one more in case we have to move next year. My strengths are sewing, knitting, table settings, and baking. I have a good plan for each of them, but I really want to do well on my sewing. I has been a while since I made an adult sized dress (children's clothing I never seem to stop making). So I decided to make a simple one with a basic pattern and cheap clearance fabric from Walmart.

I'm glad I took a practice run. My tailoring skills are super rusty. I promise my waist isn't really that big and my I won't even mention the bust darts. It is probably a good thing little kids require minimalist tailoring. When I get my next tailored dress done, hopefully, you will see an improvement.