Gotta have ...

 

It laid for the longest time on my sewing machine, lifeless. I had been so happy about the material and the large pocket on the front. It was supposed to be fun. What was missing? 

Normally, once I sew the eyes in some shape or form, the doll comes alive. Eyes are the window to the soul even for a WickiDoodle. It makes all the difference – that is, usually. 

It hit me that what was missing was heart – so I reached into my trove of old Christmas ornaments and found just the thing – Yes!


 

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