Yesterday I needed a little sunshine. It was obvious I was feeling down and heavy about situations going on around me. But I needed to just keep on praying, and then find a little pick-me-up, something I could do with my girls.
So we packed up the crew (we meaning me) and went to the fabric/craft store. See, Emeline's cousin is having a Superhero themed party this weekend....and it said to wear your capes and masks...and here I am, a girl mom--and, umm...we have no capes and masks on hand. We have princess dresses and tiaras. Cape and masks just aren't on our radar at the moment.
That is the case no-longer, my friends.
See--I picked up a few supplies, knowing that I was totally capable to make a no-sew cape and mask. I'm crafty sometimes. I'm good at hodge-podging things together. And heck, my 2 1/2 year old isn't picky, she won't know if it ends up looking awful, anyway, right?
We put Lucy down for a nap and then my big girl & I crafted together. She supervised. She helped pick up scraps. She did what she could do without getting burned by the iron or the hot glue gun. But the girl could not stop talking about being a superhero. Suddenly girl-power took over her like nobodies bizznaz and it was amazing.
I wish I could tell you how I did this all---but see, I'm not a tutorial gal. Because I have no rhyme or reason when I start--I just go. And then adjust and trim and make it better (sometimes worse) as I go.
Basically---a yard of felt was enough (plenty leftover). Another glittery piece of felt for the "e". A hot glue gun. Iron on riff-raff glitter ribbon. And some ribbon to tie the whole thing on. I said it was easy.
The mask? I just started with a rectangular piece---put it up against her face and felt for her eyes, marked it out. Cut the eye holes and then just kept trimming to fit around her nose and face until it looked superhero chic. A little elastic that I had, glued on, with some felt backing? And voila.
Girlfriend literally cried for "my superherooooo caaaaape" at naptime for a good 20 minutes. It's safe to say she's obsessed.
The first thing upon waking up she put it on, too and ran around the house saying things like, "I strong! I a superhero! I can fyyyy!!!!! (fly)" When Declan got home, he "flew" her around the house approximately 390820938x times. It was amazing.
Whoever said superheroes couldn't come in the form of a tiny 2.5 year old, blonde hair, blue-eyed girl with pink-sparkly-cape has another thing comin'.