Holy crap! I almost forgot about the blog. Nah, not really. I've just moved the blog down on the to-do list because it was sucking up too much time. BUT I got some sewing finished that I want to share cuz it's so freakin' cute. As it turns out, the way to get me into the sewing room is to tell me the recipient's mom is three centimeters dilated.
Taggy blanket, pacifier holder, burp cloths, and bib finally finished!
Got that fairy centered nicely on the bib!
Something tells me IdaMae Catherine (named for a great grandma or something
like that) will NOT be finding her name on any personalized
merchandise; so I've embroidered it on a few pieces.
I used some of the fairy fabric for the back of the
Brian says he doubts the parents will recognize this quote from The Hobbit.
Who on earth hasn't read the book or seen the movie??? In any case, I think
the quote is more than appropriate for always-hungry new babies.
Blanket is about 35 inches square with a soft flannel lining,
And the newby's name embroidered on a corner.
My first pacifier holder was quick and easy with the snap
setter and some little clips I got online.
An update for those who sew: Sometimes we forget or maybe never realize how much our work is worth. In the spirit of helping sewers appreciate the value of their work, I looked on Etsy to see how much items using similar quality fabrics and embellishment would cost. 34" square embroidered taggy blanket: around $45, pacifier holder: $5, 2 terry backed embroidered burp clothes: $24, bib: $11. That about $85!
Have to share a photo of our neighborhood's summer guest siting on our fence post.
He was the talk of the town stalking bird feeders (not for seed either), resting on mailboxes, decks, and lawns, using low lying tree limbs as a dining table for his squirrel and chipmunk feasts. His habit of eating just outside the second floor windows led me to think he preferred company when dining. He has apparently moved on as juvenile hawks usually do. We are all sad and miss him--especially Brian who has noted an increase in the number of squirrels that tend to file their teeth on our siding.