We switched Z over to a toddler bed around March and I ordered a little 12"x20" pillow to go with the bed. It came with its own tiny pillow sheath (what are those things called? Not a sham, but a ...???... Blah! The thing between a pillow and a pillowcase? Anyone?), but I thought I would make some little pillowcases for it, too.
I put it on and said, "Awwww." So cute. I really should have made these months ago.
I just used the fabric that was already in my stash. I really am striving to use that stuff up. I have not bought good fabric in ages, I think, but I have some coupons from a friend, so I'm going shopping one of these days.
I don't have any reaction shots, but I could hear most of the exchange between Z and her daddy from the other room. It went something like this:
Z: No! I want the white one! No!
D: But Mommy made this for you.
Z: I want the white one!
D: Okay, I'll take it off...
Z: NO! Mommy made that!
The pillowcase made the cut.
If only "Mommy made it" worked as a way to get her to eat her dinner sometimes.