Polly the Sock Zebra

Polly the Sock Zebra:  (Sigh) Maybe today will be the day.

Ruby the Sock Dog:  I don't know.  I've been sitting around here with this deep gash in my leg forever, girlfriend. 

Polly the Sock Zebra:  I'm really tired of being naked.  It's chilly and, well, embarrassing.

Ruby the Sock Dog:  Well, if you want to know the truth, I think...

Polly the Sock Zebra:  Shhhh! Shhhh! Shhhh!  Here she comes.  Here she comes. Look cute.   She can't resist cute.

That is the conversation I heard coming out of my craft room yesterday.  Ok. Not really.  But those little black button eyes did follow me where ever I went.  I finally said, "Enough already!" 

The sock dog and the sock zebra have been lounging about my craft room for weeks.  Ruby (remember her?) was there because she had a big hole loved into her leg. Polly was waiting on some clothes so that she could make her big debut.  Not any more.  A few quick stitches and Ruby was as good as new.  As for Polly...Here she is. Clothes and all.

 

Before I tell you how Polly came to be, I want to ask you a question.  Is it wrong to bribe your children?  I don't think Mother-Of-The-Year does it.  Dang!  Two thousand nine is so new and I'm already out of the running because Polly is payment for a bribe.  Our Christmas pageant at church was short a major player, namely Joseph.  What's a nativity scene without Joseph?  I told Becca that if she would be Joseph, complete with with a braid beard, I would make her whatever her heart desired.  Becca went up in front of a church full of people looking like this, so I made Polly. 

 

The whole time I was making Polly, all I could think about was Neapolitan ice cream.  The yarn I used for her mane is the exact color of chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla stacked side by side in a frozen carton of yum.   Her name is a derivative of Neapolitan...Nea-polly-ton.  Get it? 

My favorite part of Polly is her tail.  I don't know why, but it tickles my fancy.

 

Now that Polly is finished, I've created a bit of a problem.  Ruby belongs to Libbie.  Polly is Becca's sock zebra.  Now my third triplet, Emily, is plotting and scheming to get a sock creature of her own. A few days ago she sent me an email pretending to be Linda Boargin.  Linda Boargin???  Where do they come up with this stuff?  Linda Boargin ordered a sock elephant.  She wanted it sent to our address.  Too funny, Emily.  I'm on to you, though.  I guess I'm going to have to think up another really good bribe.  Hm-mm...Thinking. Thinking. Thinking.

Comments

[Rachel]

Hmmm...if you think of it, not as a bribe, but as payment for a job well-done, you might still be in the running for MotY. Polly is a lovely payment and I think Emily deserves her elephant, if nothing else, for her creativity! (Does she take after her mother...?)

[Thimbleanna]

Ack!!! Polly is adorable!!! What a funny bribe -- I think bribes ARE part of being mother of the year LOL!

[Serena]

The first thing I thought of when I saw Polly was Neapolitan ice cream. I love how you named her!

[Randi]

Too cute! Polly is adorable! And your girl looks adorable with a beard! You can't say that about many girls, you know! :)

[Amy @ parkcitygirl]

Cute post! Polly is adorable :)

[Gemma]

Polly is seriously cute! You've done a great job - I love her little dress - bless. No wonder you've got orders coming in for sock creatures - they're fab! Love the colours! x