for the love of a ninja

This boy has wanted a ninja suit for a while. We went to scrapstore, where they had a roll of perfect ninja material (the visit to the lovely people is another blogpost in the making.)

It was almost sack material, which meant it would last through the rigours of ninja training. It was grey, which is the colour of trainee ninjas (we made this up).

He spent the hour it took to make, here, with a stack of books:

We didn't follow a pattern, it was true crafty-kahze style. He laid down on the material, and I chalked around him, adding a few inches here and there.

It needs modification. His arms are a little restricted, but this is no bad thing as it has limited the number of ninja related injuries. I am also thinking of hacking it into a two piece. He loves it though, and for a few moments I felt like wonder mum.

The happiest ninja in south west England.