I spent last weekend chaperoning a group of girls from my old church at camp. Probably the worst part of moving was leaving behind that congregation, because they were there for the vast majority of my formative years and are therefore family. By that measure, the girls are effectively my little sisters, and what do you do when you’ve spent too much time away from favored young’uns? You bring them presents, of course!
In all honesty, this started out with a request from one of them last year to make this Pichu Plush, and I just wound up taking so long to finish it that I figured I’d wait and give it to her in person rather than shipping it around Christmas. But then I had to come up with something for the other two, because it wouldn’t be fair to have something for just one of them.
Shucks! I had to make more cute things for people I love.
I gave the Pichu project a little extra challenge: I did not allow myself to diverge from the pattern at all. It was shockingly difficult, given my propensity for ad-libbing more or less every project I touch, regardless of the quality of the original pattern.
Here is the finished Pichu, in all it’s adorable-ness:
You know you’ve done it right when you look at the unattached, unadorned head mid-assembly and have a sudden attack of Cute.
Now for the other two munchkins…
Munchkin #2 has had a long-standing love for all things Star Wars (I trained her well), and has yet to grow out of it. Several years ago I made her an amigurumi Yoda, so I thought she needed another beloved character:
Yes, I finally managed to crochet something with eyelash yarn. I don’t think that will ever be happening again.
The third and final munchkin and I have this ongoing joke about finger puppets that came in a book of crochet patterns she gave me a couple of years ago. There is a set of four patterns: a witch, a wizard, a white owl and… a baby walrus.
Yeah, one of these things is not like the others – unless it is a magical baby walrus, which… clearly, it must be.
Anyway, I made her the walrus for her birthday last year, so I figured he needed some other animal friends to keep him company:
I finished the finger puppets while I was in Houston with my sister-in-law and niece, and of course my niece took an instant shining to the bird, so I made one more before I left for camp:
She naturally came up with a fun new game for it immediately:
Watch [mommy, grandpa, grandma, auntie] wiggle the bird. Grab for the bird. Pull the bird off the wiggling finger. Drop the bird on the floor. Watch [mommy, grandpa, grandma, auntie] pick the bird up off the floor. Repeat.
It is a very good thing this child is so freakishly cute, because she is evil.
…and I am so proud.