Priscilla
| March 28, 2007 | Posted by nancy under CREATE |
Introducing my “country” version of Hilary’s Wee Wonderful, the Big Footed Bunny! She is made out of pink and white gingham and my favorite vintage chenille, which I’ve used for other projects; that bedspread just keeps on giving! Her ears just wouldn’t stay up like the pattern photo, even after I tied bows around them! But, I think she’s pretty cute and she looks like she’s waiting for a big hug from Baby Erin!
If you were wondering what Priscilla is sitting next to, then let me fill you in. I’m not sure of the proper name, but it is a wooden basket purse with a wooden handle that was hand-painted by my Grandmother, we all call her “Lucy”. Lucy is not her real name, but the one that was given to her by the oldest grandchild and as I’m writing this, I’m not even sure of the reason. Mom, could you help me out, I forget? Anyway, the purse is hand-painted and decopaged with little humle children and it has my name painted on it. The inside is lined with a quilted holly hobby fabric and there is a tag sewn in that says “Handmade by Grandma.” I came across this treasure the other day at my Mom’s house, it was just there under the bathroom cabinet waiting for me to remember it. I do feel bad that it was left behind for many years, but now it has a place in my entryway for all to see and for me to appreciate and enjoy! Thanks Lucy and thank you Mom for storing it for me!


The bunny is adorable! I once left a chenille blanket sitting on the thrift store shelf and I have regretted that action ever since!
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OOPS! Sorry-my computer did something weird mid-comment!
The basket purse is not only cute, but also a treasure!
Greg couldn’t say Christine and we had a house guest by the name of Ludy – he liked her and just started calling your grandmother Lucy. He was just a little over one year old. Funny that she signs card Lucy – do you think she doesn’t know her own name any more? She does manage to sign my birthday checks Christine, thank goodness. I love you!!! Hope you are having a great weekend. The boys were great – they never even asked to go swimming. We played dominos, read books, watched TV until Daddy arrived. Your Daddy isn’t feel so good. Hope he didn’t get the “curd”.