I was just ironing (thanks to two podcast episodes of “This American Life,” I’m all caught up,) and found a hole in the sleeve of this dress of Mabel’s (link). So I fixed it:
Can’t see it? Here’s a closer shot:
I do really hope the hole happened when Mabel snagged her sleeve on something, and not as the first sign that the entire dress is about to disintegrate.
I don’t hand-darn every hole that happens to my kids’ clothes — only if the hole is on something nice and worth rescuing. Less-nice things I’ll darn by machine, and yes, sometimes I’ll even throw something out. (I did spend forty minutes the other day mending a hand-me-down dress my sister loaned to Rose, only to discover that Rose had outgrown it. Oops.) And, while there are some types of mending I despise, hand-darning’s not too unpleasant, usually.