It all started with these t-shirts….
For July 4th, I bought some cheap white T-shirts with a flag motif, and the whole family wore them. I’ve never really tried to be all matchy-matchy with the kids’ clothes, so I’m not sure where this impulse came from, but they humored me for that one day.
After the holiday, I knew they would never wear them again. They’d stuff them somewhere underneath a bed or in the back of a drawer — waiting, waiting — and then they’d sneak them into the donation bag. Or cut them up as rags. Or surreptitiously give it to Louie the Smelly Wonder Pup to rip apart.
And then E found this book….
and wanted to dye this yarn….
and suddenly we were googling everything we could about designing tie-dyed t-shirts.
I’ve never attempted tie-dyeing before. I think I was always worried that the colors would run and create unsightly blotches on all the other clothes or that my fingers would be stained purple forever and ever. But with E loving color the way she does, I pulled out some Rit Dye, took a deep breath and went for it.
We set up the area….
twisted up all the shirts….
applied the dye….
and rinsed them out on the line (squirting the kids standing behind the shirts with water from the hose too).
Pretty, no? And then, in my hurry to get them finished (because I am not a patient gal), I took them in and threw them in the washer to spin out all the extra water and turned everything, EVERYTHING a weird shade of pink. Oops.
The guys aren’t pleased, but E thinks it’s awesome. And the yarn that started it all?
It’s still white. I totally forgot to dye it. Double oops.
Oh well. Everyone liked creating their shirts and seeing what design happened when they untied them. It was fun watching how-to videos online and messing around with folding the shirts and squirting everything with dye. Next time I’ll be sure to let them dry first.
And now… back to watching the Olympics!