Darren is a cub scout and I don’t know how to sew. Or iron. Or do anything domestic.
Darren (my first grader) was soooo excited about his first scouting experience…a weekend campout. But before said campout, one must go to the cub scout store (yes, there is one) to buy all of the swag needed, which includes (but is not limited to) a uniform and a million patches that need to be attached.
Right then and there I gave myself a pep talk, “I can do this. I can iron these patches on that shirt because I’m a cub scout mom.” And then I did what every mom does and took a million pictures of the cub scout mannequin so I wouldn’t forget where the patches should be. Then I drove home and took out the iron. My kids then proceeded to ask me what the strange newfangled device was (true story) but that’s beside the point.
As they watched in anticipation, I wiped the dust of my iron, pulled up the mannequin pictures and then (dramatic pause) plugged in the iron.
Once it was all nice and hot I started to iron on the patches (yes, I had to google ‘how to iron on patches’). But here’s the thing, nothing happened. At first I thought the patches were broken, but after 10 minutes of exchanging puzzled looks with Darren a dull light bulb went off in my head, these patches aren’t iron on, they need to be sewn. Duh.
And just like that, I tossed everything in a bag and immediately drove over to my mom who owns a sewing machine AND an iron. Problem solved.
In summary, I do not need one of these awesome ironing board covers from Barefoot Lake but my mom does. And possibly you too because they’re pretty and apparently functional if you know how to use an actual iron.
If I do decide to start ironing, sewing or whatever other motherly duties I’ve been ignoring, I’m totally getting these: