My happy monkey has landed. Matt for one will be extremely happy, because I won't be following him around the house anymore pushing a half-completed monkey into his face saying things like: "look! I sewed the head to the body!" and asking life-altering questions such as "which eyes do you think work best?" I'm sure he sometimes feels like there are two toy-crazy toddlers in the house, but to his long-suffering credit, he just grins and bears it.
I agonized over this one. She still doesn't quite feel complete, but the things that I'm not overly in love with will change in subsequent happy monkeys (sorry, yes... you think I could stop at just one?!) Her apron is made from some fantastic fabric that Lisa sent (it's vintage, right?). It matches her ears and the tip of her tail.
She'll be off to Plush You next week, and if I get the time between now and then, I'm hoping to make a little chap to keep her company and share peanuts on the long plane trip between Adelaide and Seattle.