You make the sweetest crafts. I love this gentle piece. And your poem. You know what, I'm 63 years old, but I can still remember wanting to cry and go home when I stayed over at my grandma's house as a little girl. There is no place like home with momma at that time of day with its familiar routines to comfort.
Your little sleeping bag and boy are so, so precious! And the poem---I can't tell you how many times my young daughters had friends sleep over, and then they wanted to go home in the middle of the night! The worst was when they had friends up at the lake two hours away! Those poor parents!!!
Oh, that is so poignant Amalia. I remember my children going to their first sleepovers, and then feeling shy and missing home. What a sweet way you have to express it so beautifully.
Just darling...and I was just telling my daughters that you need to write a book! I wish I knew a publisher, you deserve to be in print!! Hoping you're well. xxoo
That one eye above the blanket does it! Too cute, Amalia. Am glad our grands were all too happy to have a whole room for themselves at Nana and opa's sleepover:) Many thanks for sharing this little incident with All Seasons, and have a great week. The same to you, keep healthy and happy! Jesh
aww... sweet little buddy peeking from the covers.
All but two of our 13 grandchildren frequently come for sleepovers that last for a day to even a week. But we have two granddaughters that just aren't comfortable being away from home. They are cousins from different families. They try but usually change their mind.
Interesting how different and individual kids can be. We never pressure them but love on them for their uniqueness.
Very cute, love it * Stay safe, Diane
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ReplyDeleteCute new friend and sleeping bag is adorable. Take care!
Enjoy your day, happy weekend!
Süß und knuffig geworden.Schon gehäkelt finde ich und eine tolle Idee.Wie siehts mit dem dosieren den aus ?Liebe Grüße Yvonne
ReplyDeleteYou make the sweetest crafts. I love this gentle piece. And your poem. You know what, I'm 63 years old, but I can still remember wanting to cry and go home when I stayed over at my grandma's house as a little girl. There is no place like home with momma at that time of day with its familiar routines to comfort.
ReplyDeleteWishing you a beautiful day, Amalia!
Brenda xox
This might be my favorite project and poem yet. Stay safe my friend.
ReplyDeleteWhat fun. I love the crochet sleeping bad, adorable.
ReplyDeleteJust adorable!Hugs!
ReplyDeleteAh that happened to one of my girls once. Really excited and then really bereft! Lovely words. Jo xx
ReplyDeletePoor little thing! Very sweet poem and snuggly toy. It reminds me of sleepovers when my girls were small. xx
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet poem and sweet toy! Love it!
ReplyDeleteDarling! And it sounds just about the way it is.
ReplyDeleteOh Amalia, sooo cute I love this !! hugs !!
ReplyDeleteNew Friend is adorable. Sweet poem......Stay well.
ReplyDeleteOh this has happened at my house!
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful...it’s so cute!
ReplyDeleteSuper cute. Happy Weekend.
ReplyDeletexoxo
Your little sleeping bag and boy are so, so precious! And the poem---I can't tell you how many times my young daughters had friends sleep over, and then they wanted to go home in the middle of the night! The worst was when they had friends up at the lake two hours away! Those poor parents!!!
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Haha so cute I love it. xx
ReplyDeleteOh, that is so poignant Amalia. I remember my children going to their first sleepovers, and then feeling shy and missing home. What a sweet way you have to express it so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute poem and such a wonderful project! Love the idea behind it! That yarn is gorgeous...
ReplyDeleteAwwww, so sweet! Love it.
ReplyDeleteLove that sweet sleepy little friend with one eye peeking out from under the coverlet. Home is best, isn't it?
ReplyDeleteSo cute, Amalia!
ReplyDeleteLovely words and project!
Barbara xx
This is such a cute crafty project with such a lovely and true rhyme.
ReplyDeleteSometimes and overnight stay can suddenly become a bit daunting! I love the sleeping bag :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet new friend you have. And the poem is darling!
ReplyDeleteWhat a little sweetie you have created, Amalia! Your poem brings back my own pangs at sleepovers. xo
ReplyDeleteAww... I've been there!! So cute!
ReplyDeleteTania
Awww poor thing, his new sleeping bag is too cute though!
ReplyDeleteSo cute, Amalia, the sleeping bag and the poem. ; )
ReplyDelete~Sheri
Sweet little friend and sleeping bag.
ReplyDelete:-)
Awww, so cute. Thank you so much for all the kind comments you have left on recent posts, they've been such a comfort at this sad time.
ReplyDeleteHow adorable! I love the stuffed toy and the handmade sleeping bag and of course the poem. :)
ReplyDeletethis is lovably awesome dear Amalia :)
ReplyDeletereminded me sleep over at my cousin's house ,how carefree were those days :)
loved your poem ,you say beautiful things so amazingly :)
such a delightful art !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
more blessings!
SO cute. Delightful post -- thanks.
ReplyDeleteSo very sweet. Love the cute poem. Happy week.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely. You are a very talented lady.xxx
ReplyDeleteJust darling...and I was just telling my daughters that you need to write a book! I wish I knew a publisher, you deserve to be in print!! Hoping you're well. xxoo
ReplyDeleteThat one eye above the blanket does it! Too cute, Amalia. Am glad our grands were all too happy to have a whole room for themselves at Nana and opa's sleepover:) Many thanks for sharing this little incident with All Seasons, and have a great week. The same to you, keep healthy and happy! Jesh
ReplyDeleteUma fofura na caminha!!! Muito lindo.
ReplyDeletecute in every way!
ReplyDeleteCute.
ReplyDeletePretty sleepover:)
ReplyDeleteLovely... the Poem as well as the little pillow.
ReplyDeleteStay healthy and well.
Just so cute, a lovely post.
ReplyDeleteMy good wishes.
All the best Jan
What a lovely story and sleeping bag with the new friend, Amalia!
ReplyDeleteThat reminds me of my childhood in around 1975<3
akiko
lovely idea and seems to be great friend :)
ReplyDeleteOh, I just want to snuggle deep inside that pretty sleeping bag. It looks so cosy
ReplyDeletei like it
ReplyDeleteCute! I must confess that I always sleep better in my own bed!
ReplyDeleteaww... sweet little buddy peeking from the covers.
ReplyDeleteAll but two of our 13 grandchildren frequently come for sleepovers that last for a day to even a week. But we have two granddaughters that just aren't comfortable being away from home. They are cousins from different families. They try but usually change their mind.
Interesting how different and individual kids can be. We never pressure them but love on them for their uniqueness.
So nice stopping by, Amalia! :)
I don't know which is cuter. The poem or your new friend tucked in his sleeping bag. :) Who would love that little one?!?
ReplyDeleteSo cute and so true! We are going to try our youngest grandson for a sleepover soon and I hope he doesn't get cold feet before bedtime. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute little craft!
ReplyDeleteQue fofurice! ♥
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