Showing posts with label sewing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sewing. Show all posts

Friday, January 30, 2026

Baby Doll

"What are you looking at, Mandy?" Pippa asked, looking up at the older doll from the floor.

"I was just looking at this photo," Mandy said. "It's of a doll The Writer gave a young relative as a gift."

Pippa climbed up to look. "It's a baby!" she cried. 

This is what she saw on the screen.


"Yes," Mandy agreed. "It's a baby doll. The young relative is very young, almost still a baby herself. She loves the baby doll. Her mother said it was her favorite present."

"Is the doll a girl or a boy?" Pippa asked.

"I don't know," Mandy said. "I guess the little girl the doll lives with will decide."

"What does it do?" Pippa wanted to know.

"Well," Mandy replied thoughtfully, "it doesn't really do anything. It's up to the little girl to do things with the doll. She can hold it, dress it and put it to bed."

"What's this thing in the box with it?" Pippa asked, pointing to the screen.

Mandy looked where Pippa was pointing. "That's a pacifier (PA-sih-fy-er). It something for the doll to suck on." 

Pippa had to think about that. Pippa's mouth doesn't open, so it was hard to imagine sucking on something.

Pippa was quiet for a long time, thinking. "I don't think I would want to be a baby doll," she said finally. "I like doing things. I don't think I would like lying in bed or just being carried around and held. I mean, those things are nice, but I would get bored after a while if that was all I got to do. Even sucking on a pacifier wouldn't make up for that."

"That's because you are a child doll, Pippa," Mandy explained. "Child dolls were made to pretend to play and do the other things that real children do. A baby doll just wants to be held and carried. They're made just for that. They like to be pretend fed and changed, and to suck on a pacifier if they have one."

That was a lot to think about, so Pippa did just that. "So lying around makes baby dolls happy?" she asked.

Mandy realized that she hadn't really thought about it like that. "I guess they are like real babies in that way," Mandy decided. "Real babies like to be held, fed and changed."


"So do real babies spend their lives being held, fed and changed?" Pippa asked.

Mandy laughed. "Only when they are still babies. Real human  babies grow up. They get bigger and become children. The children grow up to be grown-up human people."

"Charlotte told me I wouldn't grow any bigger," Pippa said.

"That's right," Mandy agreed. "Real babies and children grow, but dolls don't. You won't get any bigger than you are, and I will always be this size."

"That means," Pippa mused, "that you and Veronika don't have to worry that I'll grow out of the clothes you made for me." That thought made Pippa happy. "I wouldn't mind being as big as you are, but I'm glad I can always wear my new clothes."

"Making clothes for you was a challenge at first," Mandy said, "because all of the patterns we had were for dolls our size, but you're shaped the same as the rest of us, just smaller all over. We figured out how much smaller you are, and Veronika reduced her sewing patterns on the computer so they would fit you. She made them smaller by setting the printer to print smaller. Then she checked to make sure they would be the right size."

"Is that what you did with the knitting patterns?" Pippa wanted to know.

"Knitting is a little different," Mandy said. "Changing the size isn't that hard, but you have to do some math. (Math is like arithmetic, only more complicated.) I had to rewrite the patterns so they had fewer stitches and fewer rows of stitches in each section. That's what I did with the dress you're wearing."

"What are you making now?" Pippa asked, leaning over to look at Mandy's work."

"This is a sweater for you," Mandy said, holding it up. "It won't fit me. It won't fit any of your other sisters and brothers. It will only fit you."

"I like it!" Pippa cried. "It's beautiful! Thank you!" Pippa took Mandy's knitting from her and hugged it.

"You're welcome, Pippa," Mandy replied. "Be careful of the needles, though! I'm glad you like it, but it isn't ready to wear yet."

"I promise never, ever to grow out of it." Pippa said.


Pippa is right. She will never grow out of her new sweater!


Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Pippa: Götz Little Kidz Lotta

You can follow The Doll's Storybook here.
Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Do you like our stories? Some of them are available in print:

The stories in Mariah: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Being LittleBesties and Distraction.

The stories in Emil: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Best BudsGetting What You Want and The Boys Cook Dinner.

The stories in Classic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Little Green GreatcoatThe Boy Doll Who Cried Wolf and Lost in the Woods.

Our book of poems, Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook includes Valentine's DayKeeping PetsBack to School, Victor the VultureThe Week Before Christmas, Insomnia and Veronika's Vocabulary Verses.

The stories in More Classic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Welcoming a StrangerThe RescueUnmaskedFuzzy Town––A Play and Sky Blue.

Available now from BookBaby and other booksellers: Billy: Stories from The Doll's Storybook. The Stories in Billy: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Talking About BoysChangesShhhhh!Staying After and Money in a Jar.


If you don't get free shipping from Amazon or B&N, buy from the BookBabyBookshop, because 50% of the price goes to St. Jude. Other booksellers pay much less, because the vendor gets a cut. The Writer's author's page at Book Baby is here. Scroll down and click on any of the books that interest you. Find our books at Barbara's Bookstore as well, or ask your library to get them for you.

Note: This blog post was produced on the iPad and the MacBook, using the iPhone for some photos and some photo processing. No other computer was used in any stage of composition or posting, and no Windows were opened, waited for, cleaned or broken. No animals or dolls were harmed during the production of this blog post.

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Friday, October 31, 2025

Victor the Vulture: A Halloween Story

  Vroni sat, serenely sewing, while outside the wind was blowing,

Stitching calmly at her place in the window by the street,

Making all her stitches neatly, ending all her seams completely,

Knowing seams must all be tidy, sturdy and, of course, complete!

On the windowsill beside her was a meal for her to eat,

With a cookie for a treat.

On the shelf there sat a vulture, wise observer of our culture,

Preening feathers of one wing, and making sure that they were neat.

From outside there came a clatter, giggles and a bit of chatter,

Clearly something was occurring out there, on the open street!

So the doll looked out the window, dropping sewing on her seat.

(Clearly, it could not compete!)

In the cold of late October, on an eve sedate and sober,

Vroni pulled aside the curtain, looking up and down the street.

What she saw she found amazing! From the window she was gazing,

Figures masked and costumed scurried, and a scary floating sheet!

Clearly human children playing at some craziness, complete 

With the sound of running feet. 

Suddenly there came a tapping, at the door an urgent rapping,

While our heroine considered if she shouldn't just retreat!

By the door a bowl of candy had been placed where it was handy.

Vroni saw the pile of yummies, neatly wrapped and gooey sweet.

Then she turned and looked at Victor. (Now the comb lay at his feet.)

Said the vulture, "Trick or Treat!"



Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Victor: Himself
Photo of "sheet" by Šimom Caban on Unsplash, cropped

This poem first appeared on October 29, 2021. It is one of the poems included in the book Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook and is available to buy here.
The Writer would like to thank Edgar Allan Poe for the inspiration provided by his poem "The Raven."

You can follow The Doll's Storybook here.
Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Do you like our stories? Some of them are available in print:

The stories in More Classic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Welcoming a StrangerThe RescueUnmaskedFuzzy Town––A Play and Sky Blue.

Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook. Poems included are Valentine's DayKeeping PetsBack to School, Victor the VultureThe Week Before Christmas, Insomnia and Veronika's Vocabulary Verses.

The stories in Classic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Little Green GreatcoatThe Boy Doll Who Cried Wolf and Lost in the Woods.

The stories in Emil: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Best BudsGetting What You Want, and The Boys Cook Dinner.

The stories in Mariah: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are Being LittleBesties, and Distraction.

Coming soon: Billy: Stories from The Doll's Storybook.


If you don't get free shipping from Amazon or B&N, buy from the BookBabyBookshop, because 50% of the price goes to St. Jude. Other booksellers pay much less, because the vendor gets a cut. My author's page at Book Baby is here. Scroll down and click on any of the books that interest you. Find my books at Barbara's Bookstore as well, or ask your library to get them for you.

Note: This blog post was produced on the iPad and the MacBook, using the iPhone for some photos and some photo processing. No other computer was used in any stage of composition or posting, and no Windows were opened, waited for, cleaned or broken. No animals or dolls were harmed during the production of this blog post.

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Copyright © 2021, 2023, 2024, 2025, by Peggy Stuart

Friday, August 8, 2025

Unmasked! A Retelling of an Old Story

A long time ago there was a little old lady who lived in a tiny cottage in the woods.


Well, it wasn't that long ago. Maybe she's even still there! The cottage wasn't really tiny, either, and the house was in a neighborhood with other houses, but the neighborhood really was surrounded by a forest.


The little old lady was indeed little and old, though. She worked sewing masks out of cloth for doctors and nurses to wear over their noses and mouths to keep from spreading their germs.


With her in the tiny cottage...or the nice house...was a group of dolls.


Each day, the dolls stood or sat around in the workroom of the little old lady's house and watched her sew. They watched everything the little old lady did.


They peeked in the door of the laundry room and watched the little old lady as she washed cloth to use.


They watched her as she pressed the cloth smooth with the iron.


They watched her as she folded the cloth and cut strips and bigger pieces for the masks using a cutter that looked like a tiny pizza cutter.


They watched her as she marked lines on the bigger pieces with a special kind of pencil.


They watched her as she stacked the pieces together that belonged together and picked out matching thread for each kind of cloth.


They watched her as she sewed hems in the masks.


They watched her as she used the iron to press folds into the bigger pieces. They watched her put pins in the folds. 


They watched her as she cleaned up after herself. She picked up tiny scraps off the floor and threw them away. She folded the bigger scraps to put back in the cupboard.


The little old lady looked tired. She had been working hard. The dolls worried that she might need to rest. One day, when the little old lady went to make and eat her lunch, they put their heads together. They met in the upstairs hallway and quietly talked about it. They decided that they would try to help.


The little old lady went to have a lie down for just a few minutes after lunch. Before she knew it, she was asleep. One of the dolls checked to be sure she was asleep. They wanted her to sleep, because she needed it, and they needed her.


The little old lady slept for several hours, because she was so very tired. When she woke up, she was upset that she had slept so long, and she rushed to her workroom to start working for the afternoon. This is what she found.


"Oh, my goodness!" she cried. "How did all these masks get finished? They are all from my cloth, but I don't remember sewing them. I must have elves!" Shaking her head, she went back to work and finished a few more masks before suppertime and bed.


The next day she worked all morning, washing, drying, measuring, cutting, marking, pressing, sewing and cleaning up. At lunchtime she went to have some lunch and then lay down on the couch for just a few minutes. Again she quickly fell asleep. Again one of the dolls came to make sure she was asleep.


When the little old lady woke up, she saw that she had slept too long again, and she rushed to her workroom to start working for the afternoon. This is what she found.


"Now I know I have elves!" She said, looking around. She set to work again and made a few more masks before bedtime.

The following day the little old lady worked all morning, then went to fix her lunch. After she ate, she lay down on the couch for her nap, but she only pretended to fall asleep. One of the dolls came down the stairs to check on her and saw her sleeping...or so he thought.


After a little while, the little old lady got up from the couch. As quiet as a mouse, she tiptoed back up the stairs to her workroom. This is what she found. Two dolls were pressing some cloth. They looked startled when they saw her.


One doll was marking pieces for the folds. She was concentrating so hard she didn't notice the little old lady in the doorway.


One doll was pinning the folds in the fabric. She stopped and stared at the little old lady.


One doll was sewing with the sewing machine. She looked up. She was very surprised to see the little old lady in the workroom.


One doll was taking the pins out of the pieces that had been sewn. He stopped and stared at the little old lady, as she came into the workroom and looked around.


One doll was cutting the thread that held the finished pieces together. He didn't know what to do, he was so surprised.


Another doll was picking up the tiny pieces of leftover cloth and putting them into the trash.


Two dolls were folding up the bigger pieces to put away in the cupboard.


"I knew I had elves!" she cried.
The dolls didn't move.
"Don't worry," she told the dolls. "It will be our little secret. Let's work together. It will be more fun that way, and maybe I can rest more." So they made masks together, and the little old lady took a nap every day after lunch.


Cast--
Veronika: Götz Classic Kidz Vroni
Mandy: Götz Happy Kidz Katie 2015
Jolena: Götz Happy Kidz Lena in Aspen
Charlotte: Götz Happy Kidz Anna in Paris
Mariah: Götz Happy Kidz Mariah, "Chosen" from My Doll Best Friend
Billy: Götz Happy Kidz Lily at London
Emil: Götz Happy Kidz Emilia
Pippa: Götz Little Kidz Lotta
Pauly: Götz Little Kidz Paul
Pam: Götz Little Kidz Springtime
Marmalade: Purrrfect Cats from KTL

This story has appeared in print in the book More Classic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook by Peggy Stuart.

You can follow The Doll's Storybook here.
Do you have questions or comments for us? Would you like to order an autographed copy of one of our books? You can email us at thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

Note: No dolls were harmed during production of this blog. All dolls shown are Götz Happy Kidz, Classic Kidz or Little Kidz. If you like these stories and are willing, please make a donation of any amount to St. Jude Children's Research Hospital or any organization that supports pediatric cancer research and treatment. We are not affiliated with St. Jude in any way other than these donations.

"The Doll's Storybook" is not affiliated with Gotz Dolls USA Inc. or Götz Puppenmanufaktur International GmbH.
Watch for the next story each Friday afternoon at 1:00 PM Pacific Time.

Mariah: Stories from The Doll's Storybook, Emil: Stories from The Doll's StorybookClassic Tales Retold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook, Our Favorite Verses: Poems from The Doll's Storybook and More Classic Tales Untold: Stories from The Doll's Storybook are available from BookBaby and other booksellers worldwide, such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble
Author's page on Amazon. Coming soon: Billy: Stories from The Doll's Storybook.
Royalties (net proceeds) go to support pediatric cancer research and treatment. If you don't get free shipping elsewhere, buy from Book Baby. Half of the price goes to charity (specific information available upon request). Autographed copies of all three books are available from the author. (Multiple books to the same address have a discount on shipping.) To inquire, email thedollsstorybook@icloud.com.

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