Conjoined Pandas and Kosher Wolves

Here's the batch we cooked up this week. . .

These panda puffs of conjoined cuteness are my favorite.

(Shhh, don't tell the others! They mutiny when favoritism is suspected.)

I love Pandas. They're just too cute to be real!

My eldest got a panda from a friend when she was born. When she became mobile it became her constant companion. Pandy (justly named when she could speak) has been on many misadventures, and would benefit us all by taking a trek to the washing machine. I'm also loving this not-so-big, not-so-bad wolf. Oh sure, he acts all tough, but I saw him sneaking cookies to the three little pigs when nobody was looking. And I'm pretty sure he's Kosher. This little cutie is sweet as could be, but it's a good thing she has a tight grip on that naughty little bird. I know what you're thinking, "How much trouble could he get in? After all he's only an inch big!" Well, I'll spare you the details, but my poor fluffy dog is riddled with tiny nests. And count yourself lucky if you've never woken up to a feathered fiend trying to tunnel into your nostril.

This silly group only says one thing:

Tah-Dah!
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Here's a hexagonal update for all of you following my latest frivolity.

I've cut and pressed enough little bits for 40 flowers. That's 280 bits!

(But who's counting? Me, that's who!)

I got a bunch of flowers sewed together while waiting for soccer practices to be over and soccer games to end, and more while sitting around in the evenings, watching movies and stuff. Here's what the bottoms look like all stitched up (by hand, mind you). It's really quite addicting. . . . What's your latest frivolity?