Good morning! I’m here in Indianapolis enjoying my family vacation, and I wish I could say I have a new Monday outfit to share, but I didn’t get a chance to sew much last week (no surprise). However, my mom is coming to visit us in Seattle as soon as we get back from Indy, and I was thinking about all the little outfits she used to make K. I’ve posted the crazy story of my mother’s enthusiastic sewing turning into an art show before and you’ve seen the wizardry of her doll-clothes-making, but there were so many other clothes that never got the limelight it deserved.

Now, my mom and I have very different tastes. When K was a baby and even before I got into sewing, I used to clothe her in simple, understated garb like so:

Occasionally I would get wild with a pretty print — I apologize that it looks like she’s flipping the bird here:

But for my mom, there’s no such thing as too many embellishments:

And no color or pattern is too bold (can you tell that she likes to add lace detailing?):

She also knit sweaters and hats for K like the world was freezing over any second (and yes, she made that doll):

It was, of course, this grey number that I loved most (my mom complained bitterly about how boring it was, but she did it for me):

My mom tried her hand at making costumes too:

Friends, this is only just a teeny tiny representation of what she whipped up those early years….these photos are pre-DSLR from when K was 3 months to about 6 months, and I’m confident that she had the most abundant wardrobe known to man already at that point.

I’m excited to see what my mom will come up with while she’s in town. She always concocts something brazen and unexpected. Amazing, right?