In retrospect, had I actually read all of the instructions carefully, I would have bought a white leotard and gone with the same plan in cutting off the sleeves and putting a black shirt underneath. This would have kept the black from showing through the cotton balls when my Little Lamb stretched out the leotard fabric. I'll remember that next time. Wait! There won't be a next time because I am NEVER doing this again! Never will I glue on a thousand cotton balls to anything, especially with stringy, stinky Fabri-Tac. And if I try to pull off another Halloween Resolution next year, PLEASE, someone kindly remind me about the Great Sheep Debacle of 2008. I want nothing to do with costume making. Unless the costume is made of scrapping paper or cake frosting. Because those are the only two crafting materials with which I can work with some proficiency.
My proficiency with sheep costumes was somewhat dampened by my moral attitude at the time of the costume making. It didn't help that my little audience girl had much to say. After I cut out the black and white ears, she said, "Those are panda ears, Mommy! I'm not a panda!" She said that a few [hundred] times and then...followed up with a suggestion: "Maybe you have Daddy do this." I'm pretty sure she knows now what the expression If looks could kill means.
Back to me NEVER doing this again...that Fabri-Tac is some nasty stuff. Not only am I still floating from the fumes, but it also went all the way through the leotard and through the towel I was working on to leave a mark on my beautiful dining room table. So if you factor in all the materials--leotard, black shirt, tights, 3 bags cotton balls, 3 bottles Fabri-Tac, fleece for hood, black and white flannel for ears--and one dining room table, the cost of this costume my Little Lamb will wear for 5 minutes comes to
If you need me, I'll be in my favorite chair sulking. And picking glue and cotton fibers off my fingers.