He’s WAAAAAiting…
Friday December 22nd 2006, 12:06 pm
Filed under: Knit

I was twelve when I found some random yarn and proudly stitched up my Tiger all by myself, without asking for help (and thus not getting the gentle input that a color that matched where you’re stitching the white belly, not the stripes in the coat, might be the right idea?)

I’d long forgotten that I’d used the yarn from my big sister’s sweater to stitch him. Harvest Gold and that trip stitched right into my Tiger. And if I hadn’t written that post about Mom, I probably still would never have thought of it.

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That’s just about the cutest little Tiger I’ve ever seen.

Comment by Mary Anne 12.23.06 @ 5:36 pm

Thank you! I think so! Dad brought him back from a tour of the Steiff factory in Germany when I was maybe barely four; one of my earliest memories is of watching him open his suitcase after he got home and giving it to me. That must be why my tiger was always a he.

Comment by AlisonH 12.23.06 @ 6:34 pm

[…] told of Mom and Dad coming here to visit and happily posing with my childhood stuffed tiger with the biggest smile on their faces. (That post is in the blog somewhere, I’ll find […]

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