I've been wanting to try something like this for a while especially seeing all the patterns online for fabric baskets. I'm tired of broken baskets, plastic baskets, squashed baskets and think fabric being squishable and reshapeable might be a better option for toys.
I started with Easter buckets (there's a big egg hunt at Auntie Carolyn's house this year) which were made from an old pair of my jeans and an old pair of Mike's lounge pants as a lining. Voila!
Twelve inches of the bottom of my old jeans became the outside of the buckets and the same of Mike's lounge pants became the lining. I left the bottom hem of the jeans as the top hem of the bucket (they weren't all that tattered) and squared off the bottom. And of course, needed to add all kinds of ribbon to jazz it up. Does the ric rac look girly though?
So, if you really wanted to outfit your kids' toy room, one could take one pair of jeans and make a few of these buckets. I'm wondering what kind of bucket I might be able to assemble with the waist/bum part.... My intention is that after Easter the boys can store their Hot Wheels in these bags.
At any rate, the boys had a blast this afternoon with the buckets and about 75 plastic filler Easter eggs that they didn't know are supposed to house chocolates and other sweet treats. I hid the eggs three times before they realized, they too could hide the eggs. Hmmm-n. I know I'll be finding eggs all over the house for a while.
Don't you love how different Carter and Logan are? This is Carter's palate (above). He mixes and uses every drop of paint possible and usually need about four refills. And Logan's palate (below) is so neat. Just dips in the brush, no smears of paint across his palate.
But what can we say for Logan's face? He was wearing a lot of paint by the time we were done with painting. 
Twelve inches of the bottom of my old jeans became the outside of the buckets and the same of Mike's lounge pants became the lining. I left the bottom hem of the jeans as the top hem of the bucket (they weren't all that tattered) and squared off the bottom. And of course, needed to add all kinds of ribbon to jazz it up. Does the ric rac look girly though?
Logan fell into the wet, mucky garden and was so upset: "MOM! irdy, irdy!"
Well really, how many pictures did you expect to see? A bump is a bump is a bump. She's in there or 'inn-air' as Logan would say. Carter is still adamant that there is not a baby in Mom's tummy; it's just food but he does acknowledge that we will be having a baby girl join us soon. Carter says her name is 'Charlie'. No offence meant to all the Charlie's out there, but 'Charlie' is not a name that I want to stick!
Five girly receiving blankets, hemmed and ready. I do want to add some fancy-pants trim yet (ric rac and ribbon) but for now they are ready for use. --just in case I don't get to it!
A racecar rice bag for Carter. He's been using one of mine lately but one night I found it around his neck (it wasn't long long enough to strangle, it just looked like maybe it wasn't such a good idea). So, a racecar rice bag. I traced an outline of Lightning McQueen from a giant colouring book and tried to replicate some of the lines with stitches so it still looks like a racecar. Not perfect, but I think Carter will enjoy it. I guess I'll be making one for Logan too!
This is one of three Lighning McQueen superhero capes I've been working on. One for each of the boys and one for their buddy who had a birthday last week. You can find the superhero pattern here on The Long Thread, a blog and website that I very much enjoy!
Carter is here modeling his buddy's cape that was finished this past Saturday. Yes, the cape's logos are different, that was my mistake: sewing the lightning bolts upside down. ooops! The boys have not noticed and now I think there is less likelihood of Disney/Pixar hunting me down.
Carter did not want the cape at first saying that he didn't want to fly. Wow, if I could sew a cape that would make him fly, wouldn't I be mom of the year? I convinced him that since it was a Lightning McQueen cape and Lightning McQueen doesn't fly, he wouldn't fly if he wore it.
