We spent Christmas in Colorado with Ben’s family, so of course I brought The Dress. On Sunday morning, I asked Ben’s mom if I could iron Liam’s shirt for church. The Dress was a little wrinkly too, but I knew better than to iron such weird fabric. AND YET…I talked myself into just ironing the inside-back section of the skirt while the iron was heating up. It worked really well, and then suddenly it didn’t. The third time I set the iron on the dress, it totally stuck, simultaneously melting the dress and ruining my mother-in-law’s fancy iron.
In less than five seconds, I won the awards for Daughter-In-Law of the Year and Granddaughter-In-Law of the Year.
3 comments:
Little did Grandma Great know that Eliza would never get chubby. You guys need a steamer!
Okay...this is where we do a little gather bunch, and put a cute, black velvet bow on top! Wahlah!
Won't Advantage clean up the iron? It's worth a try.
Meanwhile, Grandma Great is loving this pic of Eliza looking very much like her great-granddaughter.
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