There be dragons
So, I have this grandson, who was having a birthday. And the kid loves dragons–really loves dragons. So I thought I ought to make him a blanket as I did for his brother a couple of years ago (the brother wanted snakes. Surprisingly cheery, in fact.) And since my town actually has a genuine fabric store–yay, Hart’s!–I wandered in and found dragon fabric, and cotton batting, and gorgeous orange fleece.
I laid it out on the table and pinned it in place with safety pins:
and trimmed the edges of all three layers:
and pinned all the edges with straight pins to run it through the trusty sewing machine–et voilà, a cozy dragon quilt.
Then came a cake. For which chocolate always works, of course. But since the theme of the day was, you know, dragons, and since the local party shop weirdly enough had nothing dragonic, I ended up with three dinosaurs. And discovered that if you put bright and shiny wings onto a T-Rex and an Alkylosaurus, they look like dragons.
And the candle in the mouth means they even breathe flames (with a snow-capped volcano nearby.)
A grandmother’s win.