Underpants pockets

Well, here it is. This is the post that will determine whether you think I am resourceful or nuttier than squirrel poo.

So, my youngest, who turned three about a month ago has some very cute 2 year old underpants that we can no longer crobar her butt into. Nice, not very worn out Dora the Explorer ones, so obviously no one is going to want used underwear, so I thought it might be kinda fun to cut the character panels off the fronts of them and sew them onto dresses as little pockets.

I've said before that my kids just love to have pockets on their clothes. There are just too many things, small things of great importance that must be stashed about oneself you see. There has to be a place to keep the polly pocket hat while you are rollerskating and a place to hide the last candy corn from your sister and a way to make sure your mum is always accidentally laundering crayons and tissues and small rocks and beads and rubber butterflies and real snails. Urgh, anyway...

Here's the wee one in a dress we got for free because it was ripped (easy to fix though) with a little pants-pocket and pants-applique. She likes them. I like them too.

House rule, number four thousand and eighty two: The pants pocket can only be worn by the original owner of the pants.

House rule, number four thousand and eighty three: It is not cool to shout out at people in the supermarket "Look at my pants!", even if you are ridiculously excited about their new pantspocketness.