How To Grow To Hate Felt
Several posts ago, I mentioned that I was working on a felt play mat for Vivi's nursery school's silent auction. This is an annual fundraiser for her small co-operative school and each family is responsible for submitting two donations. They can be handmade items or things you solicit from local businesses. Because I am a
glutton for punishment crafty gal, I decided I was going to go handmade.
You may recall that I said I liked doing something like this in the evening after the kiddos are in bed. Yeah, that feeling lasted about three days. After that, this project (combined with my perfectionism) became the bane of my existence. Nonetheless, I got the sucker finished after about 25+ hours of work. Now let's hope it brings in more than $10 otherwise I am setting my felt collection on fire.
Hell, I just might do that anyway.
|The finished product|
|Have I mentioned my girls are obsessed with car washes? That's how this one made the cut.|
|Free advertising for Daddy... and Target.|
|Vivi's teachers are incarnated in felt. A lifelong dream realized, I'm sure.|
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