Clara's Corner: A DORKY FROG HAT......

Thursday, October 08, 2009

A DORKY FROG HAT......

I crocheted this frog hat for Lisa. Her classroom theme is frogs and she is dressing like one for Halloween. Here's the link for the directions if you ever need a frog hat. http://crochetroo.blogspot.com/2008/02/frog-beanie-for-dorky-kid-free-crochet.html

10 comments:

Marci said...: Make sure you get a picture of her in it!! :); 9:12 PM
grammyof13 said...: Yes be sure to make a picture of her in her new hat. You girls who are so talented make me want to envy your talent. However, that is one of those things the Lord says I can't do!!!!!

Grammyof13; 11:44 PM
Cathy said...: Hello Clara
I'm with Grammy, its just not one of my talents. Tried and tried but still can't master it :(
Could be a very nice tea cosy lol
Take care
Cathy; 6:27 AM
Judy said...: That is the cutest thing and I love the comment you made on facebook about hoping she doesn't croak. So funny! Have a good weekend.; 9:32 AM
Lola said...: Cute.; 10:58 PM
Beth said...: Clara, I absolutely LOVE that hat! Does that mean I'm a dork? :-) It makes me hoppy just to look at it! Ha, ha...; 9:24 AM
Betsy Banks Adams said...: What a sweet hat, Clara. You are just SO talented. I'm sure that Lisa will be proud to wear it on Halloween.

Hugs,
Betsy; 11:53 AM
JeanMac said...: You are just too talented - cute hat.; 5:22 PM
Grammy said...: Hey, Clara!
Just too cute! I love it! Thanks for the continued comments and well wishes during my illness this summer.
Love,
Ruby; 11:23 AM
Retta said...: Clara this is so cute. I can see me wearing that 5 years ago. LOL!; 9:19 PM

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