The unsolved mystery of the missing leggings

I haven’t had the time to write elaborate posts because I was so busy hunting for easter eggs and also sewing up the huge pile of fabric. I made all sorts of clothes for nephew and nieces and sent them of with a special private courrier who got the two cotton bags mixed up and delivered the right things to the wrong grand children. So I got them back and tried the Austrian mail service this time. I packed  two lovely jumpers, two pairs of simple, stripey  nothing special leggings (3/4 length to be precise) and a wrapped birthday present containing an amazing dress and a cute skirt plus some necessities for a three year old (fancy tape and stickers) into a box, labelled it and brought it to the local post office. A day later! it already arrived at the other end of the country and as it turns out, it only contained two lovely jumpers and a wrapped birthday present containing an amazing dress and a cute skirt plus some necessities for a three year old (fancy tape and stickers). But no leggings. Isn’t that weird? Where have they gone? I know, people who have ever seen my study will suggest that I have simply forgotten to pack them and that they will be under one of the piles of fabric, clothes or paper work sitting in said study. Well, I am actually preeetty sure that I put them into the box. Sure, I did take them out again because I needed to put another little necessity into the wrapped present but I did put them back. Most likely I guess. In any case, they had been in the first packing round.

Then there is also the possibility that my sister-in-law found them so horrific that she pretended they never arrived whilst secretly burning them. But she is the sort of polite person who would have forced her daughter to wear them first to be able to send me a picture of her wearing them before actually burning them.

Which leaves us with the possibility that someone has actually stolen them out of the box. Seems unlikely, I know, considering that there were actually much prettier things in the box, like the two lovely jumpers and the wrapped birthday present containing the amazing dress and the cute skirt plus some necessities for the three-year old (fancy tape and stickers). However, around the same time, we had ordered stilts for our training-to-be-a-circus-artist-child. And the package arrived but with the foot rests missing!!!!! Obviously there is person out there with serious hight issues, stealing tiny leggings (and probably wearing them) and tall-making-devices! So if you see someone jumping around on wooden blocks and wearing these leggings, please call the police.

pattern: leggings Lilly by pattydoo, fabrics from my stash

To prove my point (not sure which one), these are the things that have not been stolen:

DSC_0186pattern: Latzkleid from Babyleicht by Pauline Dohmen (klimperklein), fabric: Rumble in the jungle, Lillestoff

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… and a cute skirt

DSC_0198pattern: Rock’ n roll from Kinderleicht by Pauline Dohmen (klimperklein), fabric: Lillestoff Glueckspaket

And may I just draw your attention to the hem of the skirt:

made with my brand new sewing machine. In one go. Would be really quick to make if I had the courage to actually go over the slowest possible speed.

It is a really fancy machine. Lots of buttons and a shiny display. And a working light bulb that hasn’t fallen out yet. A real change to the old one. And you don’t need a foot pedal anymore. You just press a button to make it work. Which apparently my foot doesn’t know yet. I have observed it standing up at 45 degree without a pedal in sight on several sewing occasions.

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