JAIMIE! Under no circumstance is your husband to read this post. This is as much about a gift for him as it is for your son! Do. not. let. him. read. this.
Okay, family business aside, back to the post. I'm not going to lie. I had to look up whether dice or die is singular for the post title. Is that bad? (It's die.)
ANYWAY, as you may have heard, the superexcitingnews in the family is that there is a nephew on the way, just next month. With all the sewing I'm doing lately, I just knew I had to make something for him. As progressive as my family is, a dress probably it's the best welcome gift for this little tyke. But a 20-sided die is.
My husband and brother-in-law are pretty laid back for the amount of grief we all give them. You see, they both play table top games. They have both blogged about it (here and here), and they have even planned my nephew's first trip to the "nerd store"--as we lovingly refer to the dork emporium of table top game accessories--soon after his arrival to this world. Though neither of them play a game that involves 20-sided die (as Matt has scolded me on several times now), they will both appreciate the reference made with this one of a kind baby toy:
A 20-sided die! Self-drafted no less, if you can't tell. Though maybe you can from this angle....*groan*....
Hee hee hee. Anyway, it was a fun little experiment, full of lots of thread snipping. This was a thready em-effer:
All the numbers were machine stitched by moi. Another self-drafted part of the process (again, though, that picture above gives it away hard core....did you see the "8"? Oy.)
But it's all done for the holidays. Happy birthday, Merry Christmas little baby!