I just spent half an hour stitching up a dress for a teddy bear.
Yeah, I know.
The son who owns said teddy bear has been pestering me ever since Christmas morning to make the bear some clothes. Forgive me, but I thought a teddy bear was fine, running around in just his fur. Apparently not. Every thirty seconds since Christmas morning -- "Mommy! Will you sew my bear some clothes?" Finally I gave in. I was informed that the bear is a girl and should also have a hat. Sheesh.
So, the bear now has a dress. I decided no to the hat and went with a matching ribbon around the head instead. And I have a little hole in my finger where the needle went.
My husband decided I was being domestic and pulled out a pair of his pants that needed to be stitched. I did that too.
I have a question. If my price is far above rubies and he only paid eight cows for me, shouldn't I be getting a kickback somewhere?