I love the fact that my daughter tells everyone she knows that "my mommy makes things." She absolutely believes that I can make anything she (or anyone else for that matter) can dream up, and I try not to disappoint.
So when her teacher came to me on Thursday morning and asked if I could sew up a little cover for the stool that she uses every day, I took it home and tried to figure out the best way to fix the sad little seat. Well, honestly, first I thought of just replacing the whole darn thing, because Lord knows the woman deserves a nicer chair than that!
But I really don't have the money to go around buying new furniture, and in the interest of reusing (and keeping
The Story of Stuff in mind), I tried to look at it in a different light. It has cute lines, reminds me of ice cream parlors and is easy for Rebecca's teacher to carry around when she has to move from one table to another. So then I took a look at how to do a makeover. I was going to sew a cover with elastic, sort of shower cap style, but the way the legs were positioned made that a bust. Too close to the edge, there wouldn't be enough room for the elastic to grip around and it would look sloppy.
So I decided it would be easiest to just reupholster the thing. I removed the seat from the base with some vice grips, cut out a circle of high loft batting, wrapped it with fabric (still from my
Rose Bowl stash), and then staple gunned it over the old, cracked
pleather.
Rebecca was such a sweetheart, thanking me over and over, dancing round and round me as I worked on the project. We carried it back to her classroom that same evening at Open House, and she was so proud, explaining to her teacher that she picked out the fabric specifically for her because it was colorful and looked like it had been painted, and she knew she liked color and artists... and on and on. I hope her teacher gets at least a few more years out of that little stool, and that she remembers my girl whenever she sees it.