One of my favorite bars/coffee shops has a section on their menu entitled, "Coffee, Corrected". (And by "corrected" they mean "with a shot of some form of alcohol".) I realize that it's not original, nor is it really that witty...but it tickles me a little every time I read it.
As I was contemplating this sweatshirt for the Kid--which was 25 cents at a yard sale--those words popped into my head. It was objectively in good shape with no holes or stains, but it just wasn't my style. It needed a little correction.
The first time I put it on him--this time without much protest, thankfully--I remembered how much I love adding to pre-existing clothes. While it would be wonderful to have the Kid always running around in mama-made duds, I'm not a good enough seamstress to quickly whip out t-shirts and sweatshirts from scratch. Little projects like this let me get my shot of "handmade" without requiring unrealistic amounts of time and patience.