I don’t usually stuff garments, in fact this is the first time I have ever done it. Can you guess what I’m making?
Nobody wants to use the stitch picker! 😦
-Cutting out a hundred circles with dull pinking shears
-Sewing something on backwards
Definitely goes with stitch picking.
-Threading sewing machines
-Sewing something and it fitting!
-Beautiful hand sewing stitches
-Light blue fabric
This year for school I will be doing some more blogging. So expect more new posts soon!
I made this doll from felt and pipe cleaners. I don’t know what I will name her, if you have any suggestions, them in the comments. I probably will do more doll making in the future, this is just a first try. I want to replace my plastic dollhouse dolls with something home made. I might do a needle felted doll, but I would have to get materials, so it will be a while.
Cinderella was a poor maiden. She had to work all day, and sometimes, all night. She could not go to balls, eat fancy food, or go visiting. She had rags for clothes, and no shoes. She had three step-sisters, all of which were very mean. They did all the fun stuff and left Cinderella all the work.
She sometimes wished she could go to the balls. But unfortunately, that was out of the question. When ever there was a ball, Cinderella would watch them go past in there fancy gowns and fancy shoes and fancy everything. One day while Cinderella washed the floor her sisters were on there way to a ball. This was the fanciest ball they had ever been to.
The first sister went by without a glance.
The second sister turned away in disgust.
The third sister told her to get back to work.
The prince was going to be at this ball. all the sisters wanted to meet him. he was becoming king. He was picking someone to be queen. Cinderella was thinking about all this. she went back to work with a sigh.
Suddenly, Poof! There was a fairy. She had heard Cinderella’s wishes and had come. She said “Cinderella, I am your fairy god mother. Go to the ball and be proud. But you have to be back by midnight, for when the clock strikes midnight, your clothes will turn back to the rags that they were. ”
And, Poof! Cinderella’s dress changed from rags to fancy, she even had shoes!
She went, and was having a grand time, when she looked at the time. She was in the middle of dancing with the prince…
She made tons of lame excuses about leaving right now.
She had to be quick…
Ding, Dong, ding, dong, ding, dong,ding, dong, ding, dong, ding, dong. It was midnight.
But Cinderella was safe at home.
But, She had left something… And the prince followed her to find where she went. but Cinderella was gone, all that was left was her shoe.
He tried it on everyone. It didn’t fit the step sisters, it didn’t fit anybody else either.
Finally, he tried it on Cinderella. It fit! She went on to become a princess, and lived happily ever after.