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Crafty Update

I've made a whopping total of two things this summer. A puppy for Phoebe's birthday:

And a cell phone case for me:

The case needs a bit of tweaking; I'm not happy with the strap. But it was way easier than making a stuffed animal, I'll tell you that much.

The girls were on etsy with me last night looking at crochet patterns. Now I have a list of requests a mile long. I'm not sure when I'll have time to get to these new projects, but I'll keep you posted. Because I know you care.


aimee said…
I love love LOVE the cell phone case! With the bow in the adorable!!

The puppy is so cute too. You are getting so good at this! You may need to open your own etsy shop. :)
mimi said…
You better start crocheting! :-) I want a snowman and a polar bear... :-)
Abbey said…
OMG I love the owl case! Are you taking orders? :-)
Chris said…
Hey still haven't made anything for me at all, and I still don't have a case for my phone...I call jumpsies on the line here. Make me a case that looks like Batman's mask, or a pouch from his utility belt, or somethin'.
Krista said…
Abbey--sure! I can even make a matching purse for your cute girl. Send me a message on Facebook if you want. Although apparently I have to make a Batcase first.
mimi said…
I think that you should make if look like part of the utility belt. Then, Chris can hook it to his belt like Batman. :-) I can just see him now, strolling down the aisles of Target whie all the jealous kids stare on...

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