The Finnster’s walls have been looking a little bare now that the nursery is all done. This is the moment where I realize that I have become what I refused to ever be; spoiling my daughter, because she is a girl, while the ‘lil dude gets shafted. He loves Lightning McQueen, Spiderman, The Hulk, rhinos and Chewbacca. I can’t be putting all that commercial crap up in my kid’s room. What was that? Rhinos? Rhinos! I can do rhinos! So it began. Cruising the blogosphere and Pintrest got me here:
OMG! Paper mache rhino! From Anthropologie! For only EIGHTY DOLLARS?!? (Sidebar; click on the image above to see the whole room. This woman is amazing.) Let’s see… What do I have here to work with so I can do this for free? I got some felt, an old family plaque, a holocaust cloak (daily Princess Bride reference! Win!), some beads and a sewing machine. So, then, I see this (actually the rhino version, which I stupidly did not pin.):
And then I think; “I can do that!!” (Another note; this woman is awesome, too. Check out Planet Fur here.) So I get cracking, scribbling a little pattern down and get to work making a tiny version, which turned out pretty good. I made a BIG one, which started to look really cool, but then this happened: He sat in our spare room for a month. Which is a veritable eternity if you are the severed head of a felt rhinoceros. But, I persevered, and now he is done and hung on Finn’s wall. He’s got a Gryffindor scarf around his neck, since Felt Rhinos are native to Felt Africa, and it is a little chilly here in Ohio. My friend Luckie from Spokane made that scarf for me. Now I get to see it everyday. I’m not suggesting I try to get it hung in the Met or anything, but I am kinda proud of it. Oops, I just strained my shoulder. From trying to pat myself on the back.