flannel

In the past few weeks, the weather has taken the most wonderful Autumnal turn. I feel like this is possibly happening earlier than usual, and is the universe's polite way of saying please, for the love of god, stop wearing those stretched out tank tops. George's current legging collection can no longer contain his fat little thighs and all the pants I made him a couple of months ago are too tight around the bum. With a new crop of t-shirts recently acquired, all he really needed for Fall were some snuggly pants. My mom's boyfriend gave me a very generous birthday gift of money to be spent at Joann, and with it I've gotten started on a few things that I hope will carry this little butterball through until December, when it'll be time to bust out the fleece.

Exhibit A:





Some birch-printy, black flannel-lined pants that are notably less clownish than what he's been sporting all summer.

Exhibit B:




Some navy flannel-lined overalls with wooden buttons, modeled after some that a dear friend and amazing seamstress made for George that he has, regrettably, worn twice and outgrown.
I didn't use a pattern for either, having made so many things like this for him already, but I'm still always surprised when a project turns out so nicely.

Comments

[Autumn]

Just love-love those overalls. So sweet.