Ok, so whose bright idea was it for Ciara to be a Jack-in-the-Box?
Oh yes, that would be mine then.
"You don't want to be a doll (in the school Christmas Play) Ciara, everyone will be a doll or a fairy. You should be a Jack-in-the-Box. I'll make it."
When, oh when, will I learn not to have any bright ideas.
The tunic is made. So long as it fits over Ciara's head, it'll be fine. Yes, yes, I know. Making it without a pattern or child isn't brave. It's stupid.
Ofcourse, choosing a box that I can't paint on, because I can't paint over the print on it and I can't pick the selotape off, was also pretty dim. So, I've painted a sheet of brown paper to wrap it in.
Pom poms? Yes, simple enough, except I haven't got enough gash wool in the same colour to make pom poms, but that's easily solved, by using tissue paper. Simple.
Then, there's the ruff around the neck. One white pillowcase bites the dust.
Oh, just you wait till you see this creation. Just don't laugh too loudly, I might hear you...