Monday, 8 November 2010
Bear in a bed
This weekend one of my friend's children had a birthday. When my friend had seen the bed that I'd made for Zebra-girl's birthday, she said how much her own daughter would love something like that for her bear. I filed the comment away in my head and then found it again on Friday afternoon when I was thinking about what the smaller Teacakes could take with them to her birthday party*. Zebra-girl advised me on a suitable bed size (having been surprisingly observant regarding the vital statistics of the bear in question) and when it was finished she drew a paper bear to go in the bed, so that when it was opened her friend would realise that she was in possession of a Bear Bed and not an oven mitt.