Ruby has a good giggle, can do ‘flat’ splits and bounce on the trampoline as high as space!!!

My girl’s friend, Ruby, had her ninth birthday recently. It was my kid’s idea for me to make her pal a cushion. It was my idea to put the kid to work too. I had some red, ruby-red, strips leftover from that sofa quilt throw thingy and put them together, along with some natural linen. My kid wrote directly on the linen strips with a water erasable pen, while her mother sat on her hands and restrained herself from art direction (note the three, THREE!!! exclamation marks).

I then set to with the embroidering over the top bizzo, thinking I’d stretch myself and learn stem stitch. After the first word it became apparent that Ruby would be receiving her cushion for her 39th birthday. The rest is, therefore, er, backstitch.



It’s a cushion full of (my) wonk (you should see how centred that back secret pocket isn’t – shhhh!) and involved early mornings and evening pocket stitching by my kid.



It’s a pressie also made with a whole heap of genuine heart (because we both reckon Ruby is the bees knees).



PS. That isn’t Ruby, that’s my kid. Even though both of them think they are ‘exactly the same’ (including the bit about both having ‘slightly weird’ mothers). Exactly the same, even though Ruby has long and incredibly straight blonde hair and looks very much different but still exactly the same. If you know what they mean.