Monday, February 8, 2016

Dressed In Her Sunday Best

Hello, Dear Ones. Well this is the last crocheted dress for Marion that I have to show you, for now. I'm getting a bit bored and am a little tired of crocheting so we'll see. But she is very happy to be dressed in a cute little dress with her purse and shoes. These are her clothes and she is not passing them on to Carter's doll.
I love to show the backs of her dresses too. They turn out pretty cute and this one has two little buttons.
Now we all know any little outfit for church needs a purse so I whipped one up with crochet thread. It's just the perfect size for a tiny little mirror, comb and a tad of lip gloss. She's too young for lipstick, ya know! ;)
And of course shoes! I know, I know, it's a little too early to be wearing white shoes but this is what Marion wanted and I aim to please. This is her outfit.
Well, I guess that's it because Marion is tired and has sat down and she is not looking at me! :)
If you'd like to see all of the clothes I've crocheted and sewn for American Girl sized dolls and Bitty Baby dolls, you can look at my side bar on the right and click on Midweek With Marion and you can see all of the clothes my dainty talented fingers have made. You know I'm kidding. Not about seeing the clothes but about my fingers! :)

 Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you a little Note Song ~

A Sunday Kind of Love

 I want a Sunday kind of love
A love to last past Saturday night
And I’d like to know
It’s more than love at first sight
And I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yeah, yeah

I want a, a love that’s on the square
Can’t seem to find somebody
Someone to care
And I’m on a lonely road
That leads to nowhere
I need a Sunday kind of love

I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yeah
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Oh, I’m hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way

And my arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays grow cold
Love for all my life to have and to hold
Oh and I want a Sunday kind of love
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

I don’t want a Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday
Or Thursday, Friday or Saturday
Oh nothing but Sunday, oh yeah
I want a Sunday Sunday
I want a Sunday kind of love, oh yeah
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday kind of love 

~ sung by Etta James