My creative process often involves simply staring at all the fabric in my stash. Then after much staring, I make lots of little piles. I am particularly excited about the pile pictured above. Many adorable things are potentially in that pile--if all the sewing goes smoothly, of course.

This pile is for things my children actually need, so it's less exciting, but I still like it. Look at me making little piles of fabric and then telling the whole internet about them. Don't call me crazy, I know you do it too :)

My youngest has recently decided he wants nothing to do with button pants--anything other than elastic and it's a fight to get him dressed in the morning. I, on the other hand, want nothing to do with the track pants most boys live in (or "fast pants" as my friend's sons calls them).  Fast pants can be stylish, but are usually not; and they are always made of that slimy, synthetic fabric that gets pill-y and gross when you wash it. Picky mother => picky son.

I haven't been sewing much lately, but this pants situation has to be remedied somehow. So I've been looking for pants I can sew for my sons that are comfortable and stylish. There are surprisingly few clothes out there for boys that fit the bill.  I discovered the Japanese brand, mol and they seem to get it right. The pants pictured above are my absolute favorite: a little stripe action, a random patch, some fuzzy pockets, and boom! your pants are awesome.

They also have pants with pockets that look like bear paws, which any kid is going to love. Often times children's clothes are just a mini version of boring grown up clothes. But kids are hilarious! and they like to wear hilarious clothes, like snake socks and swan dresses and hoods with teeth and hats with whiskers.

I like the idea of a capri length, comfy, elastic waisted pants with cozy leg warmers attached at the bottom. Is that too weird? There is a pattern in Carefree Clothes for Girls which is exactly what I'm talking about: sweatpants with knitted leg warmers sewn to the bottom. The photo above is a lovely version by Sew Nancy from a few years back. I have been meaning to make this pattern for years--how is my to sew list possibly that long?  I even have one leg warmer crocheted.

Help me out here people! Are my children going to look like crazy people or the most stylish kids on the block?

Thank you for all your lovely comments on my last post. I encourage you to go look at people's stories of creative block and their cures for it (there are a few pages of comments, so dig a little). Talking about the diffuculties of making should be part of creative blogs, don't you think? I mean it can't be all wine and finished projects. Everyone has a dark corner or a box or a garbage can full of failed projects and honestly it is those projects we should be taking photos of and blogging about, because that's where good ideas hide.

This is an exerpt of a beautiful speech on creativity and making by Charlie Kaufman. This video makes it both easier to cope with our creative selves and harder at the same time. Watch, then watch again.

it's been a while since my last installment of things on the internet that are awesome. So here you go, a few awesome things for spring.

-blocks as hooks. It is a super simple diy and super chic but still perfect for a kids room.

-cursive letters made into adorable animals. Just right for my little girl's obsession with learning cursive.

-a perfect wooden mp3 player. Too bad it's pricey as hell.

-wrapped, braided extension cords. This was a design sponge diy from a while back that I must have missed, but damn! isn't it awesome? I love useful, sculptural, crazy art, but as my mother would say, "That'll keep you busy."

-estonian kringle.  Wouldn't this be lovely on Easter morning?

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So my mother called me up this morning to ask where the hell my next blog post was. Well, actually, she was much nicer than that, but that was the jist of it. I've been away too long, I guess?

We actually have been away. To New York, no less!  Even though we got back last week, I haven't really returned, you know?

I shouldn't give my mother shit because she came down and looked after all the kids, while my husband and I traipsed off to Brooklyn to eat and drink and stare at buttons (that last one was just me).

and we drank ridiculously good coffee and saw long lost friends and discovered said friends read this little blog (hi christina!).

damn, now I want to go back.