Around eleven last night, I came up with the idea to make my parents a stuffed Emmet Otter for Christmas. Watching Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas is part of my family's Christmas Eve tradition and has been for decades. After Christmas Eve dinner, my younger brother serves his homemade eggnog, and we all take eggnog and desserts into the living room and camp out on the couch, chairs, and floor--those on the floor usually wrapped in sleeping bags and piles of quilts, propped up by bed pillows borrowed from my parents' room--to watch the movie together. I haven't shared Christmas Eve with my family since getting married, and it is one of the things I miss most. A small stuffed Emmet as part of my parents' Christmas gifts this year, then.
A stuffed animal that had been set aside to donate to the school has instead been--gasp--cut up for its fur. (I had been waffling about sending it to the school anyway, and I'd found it for only a couple bucks, so I can always find another if I decide it's "library-worthy.") I formed a rather messy-looking ball of fur, stuffing, and what seems to be my go-to combination of thread and hot glue. I thought I had one big black button that looked nose-like in grandma's old button jar, and indeed, I did! So Emmet had a head and nose. I sewed the green hat out of an old green pot holder, inserting a piece of cardboard to boost its brim, and I snipped eyes and eyebrows out of the lining of my black shoulder bag.
A holey mitten was cut up to make Emmet's hat's chin-strap. And that is as far as I've gotten, what with the limited supplies on-hand here at eleven pm. I'll hit the thrift shop later today in the hopes of finding an inexpensive scrap of blue that will work for his coat, and then it's on to creating his pants, shoes, and wash tub. So far, so good. Dear Emmet is my first handmade stuffed animal, and I'm having a sweet time crafting him. ♥