Hey, remember this?
In my defense, I really made two. The first was kind of a 'test run'. In other words, I botched him up. I blame my supervisor...
His nose was too short, the quality of the sock was terrible and the stitch was shoddy at best. I was about halfway through sewing his ear up when I realized I hated the colors and needed to just go back to square-one.
After several long nights involving many movies and some musicals (much to my roommate's chagrin I'm sure), he finally started to take shape.
Like my Middle School art teacher, Mrs. Swanson, always told me, "If you have to do it over again, don't worry. It always comes out better the second time around."
I'd say she was right. His other forest friends will follow soon (I hope).