baby blues

I've always been a sucker for blue-eyed boys. Especially this one.

A custom sewing job for a my little guy and his favorite pal. Little T decided a doggy bed was in order because his pup keeps falling out of his bed. He chose the fabrics out of the big scrap bag and after watching me sew the strips together declared, "Squares, not stripes." Okay, then. Squarish it shall be.



The back is a scrap of thrifted chenille and the filling came from an old chair cushion that I couldn't bear to throw away.

This project cost nothing, yet in return I got a million-dollar smile from a very happy little boy. Life is good.