Well here he is. As promised. He's an old soul, always feels best in a checkered flannel shirt and jeans. All the better if they are a bit dirty. When he was in his teens, he was always so happy when his Granny Munda brought old clothes from his great grandfather. They were just perfect for him. I still remember the look on his Granny face the first time she came and realized the clothes she intended for her son to use working the farm would be used by her oldest grandson to school.
Have a nice sewing weekend. I will. Yippie, it's sewing day with my guild tomorrow.