So my FIL came to fix up and take the dead Jeep that's been just sitting at our house. He came into the house yesterday after running some errands with a teddybear under his arm. My 4-yo asked, "what's that?" FIL said, "a washcloth." I chuckled, thinking it was a joke.
Well after lunch, FIL says to me, "I know you're such a great seamstress, and I have a project for you if you have time." Blatant flattery, but it's rude to call your FIL a liar to his face, so I graciously said nothing. He wanted me to rip open the teddy and turn it into a shammy mitt to wash the Jeep. Apparently he's had his wife do this before, and it costs less to buy a bear at the thrift store, than to buy the mitts.
I must admit, the opportunity to eviscerate a teddy without incurring my children's wrath was stimulating. (4-yo was satisfied when I told him that I'd leave the head intact.) So I got started right away....
I ripped open the neck and arm seams, and pulled the stuffing out.
When I had it empty of guts, I pulled the body inside-out and stuffed one leg inside the other.
I cut out a kinda' egg shape, trying to guess how much bigger FIL's hand is than mine. Then I alienated my serger by using it to close up the shape, leaving the narrow end open and finishing that edge.
I pulled it right-side-out, and there's a shammy.
FIL said, "oh, it's beautiful! Just right!" Again, blatant flattery, but he's spent years perfecting this talent. I was able to get a second mitt out of the legs and stuff, but it was a little trickier, and turned out looking vaguely like a hand puppet. I have to say, FIL had a good idea with this one. And my honey said that I could hang the leftover head from a tree in the front yard next Halloween....