Zach . . . Zaxophone Player . . . get it?
(I do crack myself up!)
I did make a critical error and punished no one but myself with the correction. I always stitch the year on the backs of my ornaments. On my nephews' ornaments, I stitch their names, too. I don't want any family feuds over these priceless heirlooms when they grow up -- HA HA!! I had already decided to stitch the year on the back of the sleeve for this one. For some reason, I completely forgot about the name until after I had the whole body stitched and stuffed. What's a girl to do? I put on my old lady glasses, sat in the afternoon sunlight, and managed to get his name AND the date on that sleeve!
And then I promised myself NEVER to make that mistake again! (I got that arm up a little high on the saxophone . . . but just TRY to unglue hot glue on felt.)
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