I found this tutorial last week and subsequently became obsessed with making these:
First I made one for Sophie, then for Jack's birthday present, and then Franny wanted one, too. A pink one. I worked on Franny's all afternoon on Saturday before we all went out to eat dinner. I worked on it a little on Sunday, too.
This momma is fighting a major addiction to her sewing machine lately and judging by the amount of time our television is tuned into ESPN, I gather that football season is in full swing. These two factors added together equal not anywhere close to the most attentive or exemplary parenting. As we sat together last night for dinner (we had this and it was scrumptious- I didn't get around to taking pictures), Franny asked me, "Mom, what happened to Pocahontas' necklace?" "I don't know," I replied. "Kokoum took it. He not very nice to Pocahontas," she said. The conversation takes a different path and then all of the sudden we hear Franny say in an urgent voice, "the warriors are coming!" I said, "okay, Franny, I think it's time to re-enter the land of the living."
I did make a mental note then to limit the TV watching next weekend, but still, I had to finish her quilt. The football game was over. Bobby and I were in our room watching the Golden Globes while I put the finishing touches on Franny's doll pillow when she walked in the room. When Bobby asked Franny where her sister was, she answered, "Sophie's asleep." Bobby and I ran upstairs and here's how we found her:
Fell asleep sitting upright while watching Disney sing-along songs on YouTube. Awesome. Sorry, kids. I'll try harder next week.
However, the kids do seem to love their new doll quilts!