Thumbelina recently told me of her desire to design and custom-create her own dress. I saw this as an opportunity to dust off my sewing machine and agreed to help her in this pursuit.
She has a notebook that she likes to sketch in and it was filled with all sorts of different dress designs. She chose her favorite and we searched until finding a pattern to match it as well as a fabric that she felt good about.
We began to cut out the pattern pieces we would need and Hubba watched, interested in the whole production. As we laid the pattern out to determine placement on the fabric, Hubba asked what we were doing.
"Thumbelina's making a dress," I told him.
"Oh," he casually replied. "But when is she making the pirate hat?"
I looked quizzically at Thumbelina. She shrugged.
"She's not making a pirate hat. She's making a dress," I repeated.
"Oh," he answered again.
We pinned the pattern pieces to the fabric, ensuring that they all lay in the same direction. Hubba continued to watch with interest. When Thumbelina began to cut the fabric he asked again, "When are you gonna make that pirate hat?"
"What pirate hat, Hubba?" I asked.
"This one," he showed me, pointing.
Well, shiver me timbers. I have never noticed that a short-sleeve pattern piece looked like a pirate hat.
Good call, Matey.