I’m like a kid in a candy store when I step through the doors of any arts-and-crafts store. My mind races. I can’t focus. I want it all. Today, I browsed the book section for inspiration, and I couldn’t put down Softies by Therese Laskey. First thing’s first: what the heck is a softie? From what I’ve learned this afternoon, they are plush little handmade dolls &c. that are just too adorable for words. Crafters everywhere have discovered them, and I’m wondering what in the heck took me so long. I modeled mine after this softie of hers {not gonna lie – I snapped a photo of the page instead of buying the book just yet}.
Second order of business: who was the lucky recipient of my very first softie? Bob.
Bob’s another father figure to me, and he has this lonely little monkey that his friend’s 7-y/o daughter made. Every softie should have a softie friend, no?
Come to think of it, I did make my tiny cousin Gavin a plush little handmade doll last year {left}. Maybe that was a softie, too, and I didn’t even know it? My favorite part of the owl is the back {not shown} … I gave him buttcheeks.
One day, very far from now, I may have children, or at least my friends will, and this little craft will be handy. Until then, you probably won’t see me make too many softies.
{02.22.10} I lied. I woke up this morning and knew I’d have to make another softie … It’s not perfection, could definitely be cuter, and only has 2 legs instead of 4, but this is 2-y/o Aiden’s elephant. Happy birthday, little darling!