From left to right I am holding T2, T4, and T3, the three that were finished before the trip home. They were pretty good bears on the long ride, and only started whining "Are we were there yet?" for the last half hour. By then, though, there were two more, so I was glad to get home and put them to bed! Tomorrow, if it is nice outside, I may treat them to something special. T5 was still sore from getting poked with a needle, and T6 still needs ears tacked on, so I won't get their photo until tomorrow.
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Saturday, October 29, 2011
T2, T3, and T4 Have Arrived!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
T1 is Finished
After sewing different ears that were smaller, and embroidering nose, mouth, and claws, I finally finished T1 (Teddy #1) a few minutes ago. We then held a photo shoot with her 25 year old Uncle Bear. Don't they look cute together?
Uncle Bear was one of the bears I made 25 years ago for one of our children. I found him a while back in the garage, and brought him in a few days ago. Typical of how my boys were, he had dirty ears and face and was in great need of a bath.
I put him in the bathtub, and under great protest, I smeared him up with soap and gave him a thorough washing. He cried because I got soap in his eyes, and he didn't like water in his ears!
And then, the worst indignity of all was the really fast spinning ride in the washer. I guess he takes after me, and just does NOT like those scary rides!
Uncle Bear was one of the bears I made 25 years ago for one of our children. I found him a while back in the garage, and brought him in a few days ago. Typical of how my boys were, he had dirty ears and face and was in great need of a bath.
I put him in the bathtub, and under great protest, I smeared him up with soap and gave him a thorough washing. He cried because I got soap in his eyes, and he didn't like water in his ears!
And then, the worst indignity of all was the really fast spinning ride in the washer. I guess he takes after me, and just does NOT like those scary rides!
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