An End Of An Era

This past week my oldest son graduated from primary school.  It has been very much a bitter sweet time and we have done a lot of looking back at the last 8 years.  It seems like yesterday that I walked him into the classroom for his very first day.  Earlier this week I watched him cha cha  and waltz like an expert with the very same girls he shared his very first day with as a five year old.  He was dressed in a collar and tie and the girls in makeup and heels...where has the time gone.  Yesterday like all of the proud parents of the graduating year I watched him accept his leavers certificate from the school principal and choked back tears watching he and his emotional peers were led from the school by the staff and a lone piper.

While my children were at primary school, I gave their teachers a gift at the end of the year.  Where possible I tried to give it the personal touch by giving something either I or the children had made.  Sometimes, this involved cooking up something exciting in the kitchen with the kids and other times it would be sewn by me.  This year because my son was leaving the school and because his teacher had also taught my daughter, I wanted to make something a little special.  I had an apron pattern I had been wanting to try for quite some time.  It is a vintage pattern that belonged to my late grandmother and I am guessing about 1940's-1950's.  All of the fabric came from my remnant bin.
 

I had never sewn with a vintage pattern before and was rather surprised by the lack of clear instructions.  This proved to be quite a time consuming project because of this and also because I also chose to make all of the bias binding myself.  I am rather pleased with the results, it sort of reminds me of the tv show "NZ's Hottest Baker".  I have enough of the hot pink floral and the gingham to make one for myself.  It would be nice to have a decent apron for Christmas day but it may have to be a project for the new year.