Clara's Corner: I HAD TO RE DO THE BEARD.......

Tuesday, December 09, 2008

I HAD TO RE DO THE BEARD.......

I re crocheted the beard because I didn't do it right the first time. Do you think it looks better? I do!

9 comments:

Leedra said...: Yep, the beard was well worth the extra time. It is so nice, I am sure it will be treasured for years to come. Like all of the items we are seeing on blogs right now, with such stories.; 11:16 AM
Paula said...: Looks great! So cute...; 11:17 AM
Winifred said...: Yes much better, so much fluffier. They'll love them.; 11:17 AM
Beverly said...: Hi, Clara,
That is really cute!; 11:43 AM
Judy said...: I thought it looked good the first time, but this one looks even better. You are so talented. Those kids will love this gift.; 2:03 PM
Patsy said...: Looks just right. Your Thanksgiving food pictures made me hungry, looking at them again.
patsy; 2:55 PM
OldLady Of The Hills said...: He is mighty cute! And the re-done beard looks GREAT!
Thanks for the visit and the helpful hint....I started adding more Fiber just yesterday....I think it is helping! HOORAY!; 5:15 PM
Beth said...: Well, it was cute the first time, but it's even cuter now. I love it, Clara! Those lucky, lucky little girls...; 3:48 PM
Peggy said...: Absolutely gorgous!The second beard looks great much fluffier and more 'santa'like.
Best wishes
Peggy; 11:42 AM

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