Does your little one have a security "thingy"? Be it a blanky, a binky, a stuffed animal or pillow; it's never less than arm's length from baby. For my sons, it was a monster plushy. I've always found it difficult to spend money on things I felt I could make at a fraction of the retail cost. So when the wide-eyed monsters hit the store shelves for $25 each, I bought ten dollars of material from the fabric store and made some monsters for my kids. That was 6 years ago. Since then, the monsters have been everywhere with my boys: show-and-tell, the hospital, Singapore, Indonesia, Hong Kong and every road trip (even if it was just a short trip to the supermarket). Consequently, they've also been through the washer and dryer many times.
A few months ago, I was a little disheartened when they were left behind during my sons' road trip to Utah with their grandparents. "Why did you leave Orange and Blue?" I asked them when they got home. My boys just looked at me and shrugged. I was sad that they were so ready to dismiss what I had held on to as their childhood. My first instinct was to take the plushies to Goodwill, but I inspected the monsters and knew they had seen better days: they were both pilling, Blue's mouth was coming undone and Orange's arm was on its last thread. These guys would probably go from donation bin to dumpster.
I just couldn't let them go.
I took out my seam ripper, ripped the side seams and removed their stuffing. I had some 8X10 acrylic frames that used to hold my kids' artwork. I would've liked to have used larger frames, but I like to use what I have. Now, each monster is peeking into his Master's room as if to say, "Remember me?"