As a kid I always dreaded when company came because it meant I had to have the deer sheets on my bed. It wasn’t the pattern, I mean I liked sleeping on top of the forest and cute little deer just fine. No, it was because the deer sheets were in the bottom of the linen closet. The oldest, most worn out sheets in the house, and invariably I would stick my foot through the worn out spot and have nightmares that monsters were eating me through the bed.
Last weekend my mother in law came for a visit and I had a moment of panic because the kids put a hole in my extra sheets and it was like the deer sheets all over again. However my mother in law’s train was late and I had a few extra minutes while the baby was napping and was able to patch the sheet adequately enough that I slept quite soundly all weekend. If you get in a jam, don’t stress, here’s how to mend a sheet!