My friend Meg asked if I could sew her eldest son, Roscoe, a tooth fairy pillow. Specifically, he wanted a shark pillow.

Snuggly

He loves everything shark, and can tell you in great detail the differences between say, a Great White and a Wobbegong. Hint: Wobbegong are his favorite. If you ask him about these, get comfortable and have a tall glass of wine in hand. You’re going to be equally amused and stuck.

Of course I could sew him a shark tooth fairy pillow. I mean, I’d sewn zero prior, but how hard could this be? Come to find out it was not difficult. The trickiest aspect was finding a box big enough to mail the sucker.

(Consider size in the future, Donley. Teeth are tiny.)

When searching for a photo of Roscoe for this post, I realize how many photos I have of him over the last five years. He and his brother are adorable hams.

 Kelli and Roscoe

ROAR!

Meggie, Roscoe, Scott

Cranky!

Roscoe

Roscoe

The Cake!

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PAVI! PLANES!

Visit with the Roberts

Roscoe

Visit with the Roberts

 

God, I love that kid. Really, I love that entire family. The Brennans are my family, too.
Anyway — shark pillow:

In process

Shark tooth fairy pillow

Happy teeth loss, Roscoe! Hope this guy makes it all a bit easier, buddy.

xo,

Auntie Telli