Kitchen Chicken

Hello, Dear Ones! Well, I think everyone needs a kitchen chicken don't you? I didn't have one (well one made from fabric) so I had to make me one! :) You know I'm so talented like that? Just kidding. :)

 The past few weeks I had to kinda take it easy so I went Pinteresting...a lot! I ran across this darling little kitchen chicken pattern and everything in me wanted to make one. So guess what? I did!

Here is the pattern but it's written in Portuguese but if you sew some it's pretty easy to put together. I did take each drawn part of the patten and enlarged each one it to fit it's own page. That way it was much bigger. I love the pretty colors she chose, don't you? I couldn't get the tail feathers on my kitchen chicken to flop like hers did.

 I know, I know, mine looks different than hers. Not as dainty looking as hers. I don't know why...well, my chicken's beak is bigger and turns up and hers turns down and I used bigger buttons for the eyes. But I think mine's kinda cute too.

 My little kitchen chicken has a pocket on both sides with a little embroidery and button flowers. The
 little pockets can hold recipes, really really really  old recipes.

 Or she can help measure out the correct amount of flour or sugar.

Or the pockets can hold tiny little spoons for safe keeping.

Or she can just sit and look pretty in my kitchen and be my kitchen chicken.

Be a bunch of sweeties,

Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

She's A Lady

Well, she's all you'd ever want
She's the kind I like to flaunt and take to dinner
But she always knows her place
She's got style, she's got grace, she's a winner
She's a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine

Well, she's never in the way
Always something nice to say, and what a blessin'
I can leave her on her own
Knowin' she's OK alone and there's no messin'
She's a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine

Well, she never asks very much
And I don't refuse her
Always treat her with respect
I never would abuse her
What she's got is hard to find
And I don't want to lose her
Help me build a mountain
From a little pile of clay, hey hey hey

Well, she knows what I'm about
She can take what I dish out, and that's not easy
But she knows me through and through
And she knows just what to do and how to please me
She's a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Talkin' about that little lady
And the lady is mine
Yeah, yeah, yeah, she's a lady
Oh, whoa, whoa, she's a lady
Listen to me people she's a lady
Yeah yeah yeah yeah she's a lady
Whoa whoa whoa she's a lady
Talkin' about the little lady
whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
She's a lady
Yeah yeah yeah she's a lady
Whoa whoa lord, she's a lady
I can't live without that
She's a lady
Ooh ooh she's a lady

~ sung by Tom Jones