A popular item in the Courchesne household these days: the cloak. This is a sewing project that requires substantially more fabric than my usual endeavors, but the techniques are relatively simple. As a result, we’ve been churning these cloaks out left and right. Fully lined in custom fabrics reflecting the refined and subtle tastes of the wearer (robots? sure. Licensed character prints? absolutely.) these cloaks lend a measure of dark dignity to any toddler or child.
Yesterday, we bestowed a cloak on Malcolm’s friend, Birthday Boy Will, whose parents, Melissa and Christian, threw one of those excellent, unscheduled, non-venue, home birthday parties that have grown increasingly rare these days. We hung out in their newly finished basement recreation cavern and had a truly good time. Thanks guys!
I have been contemplating offering these cloaks custom-made on etsy.com, but I confess to a fear that the geekiverse of role-playing adults would start requesting them. That would be a lot of fabric, and I decline to envision the types of role-playing in which cloaked adults might engage. So for now, let’s leave it to the kids.