While I was sewing up Rob’s birthday shirt, I had several moments of panic. When the mailman would drop something thru our mail slot, I was sure it was Rob that the dog was barking at, coming home to see what I was doing (not rational, I know). I would start freaking out and try to quietly stuff sleeves and fabric into drawers, in case he came upstairs to say hello. Of course it was never him, and after holding my breath for 3 minutes I would stop being crazy and realize I had crumpled his birthday shirt into a drawer of serger thread for nothing.
I’ve sewn this pattern for Rob before, and it will likely continue to be a favorite around here; it’s McCall’s M6044. I’ve made him 3 of these shirts now, and the only pattern alteration I had to do was to lengthen the sleeves by FOUR INCHES. That’s what you get when you marry someone who’s really tall and thin.
I always like the way this pattern looks on him. It’s close cut, easy to make and who doesn’t love it when someone appreciates their handiwork?
Gosh he’s cute.
