Ironing...

Stepson waited for me to come home to iron his navy rotc uniform. I jokingly asked him why he doesn't know how to iron. Right away I ironed his clothes when I came home. It was white and felt like a sack cloth. Then a patch of brown appeared. Oh my, oh dear! I thought I am good at ironing clothes but I was wrong. I felt nervous about it. What am I gonna do? He will be using it on Friday that is today for his field trip. I used a bleached pen to no avail. I washed it once it didn't work then I washed it twice it was still awful. I called hubby and told him about it. He said the cloth might be made of polyester and needed low heat. After washing it twice it was already midnight but I still was ironing it. I throw some baby powder to hide the light brown trace and I was laughing at myself for being tricky. This morning when stepson wore it he was yacking about it but still went to the field trip. At least I did not leave the shape of the hot iron but really almost did. How about you are you good with pressing clothes? I admit it I'm not.