How to Make Sock Dolls
Back to the late 50s, a time when parents saved everything! My mom used to save rags, mate-less socks, thread, yarn, aluminum tv dinner trays, string, rubber bands as well as a huge collection of lost buttons.
One weekend, my best friend (Sally's Trove) and I were having a sleep-over at my house. Being somewhere around 9 or 10 years old or so, I guess we might have been trying my mom's patience. We were apparently bored.
My mom decided we should sleep in my brother's room, which had a pull-out bed. This was probably a better choice since my room had bunk beds, and my brother's bed would afford us more room. She then went into the kitchen, or probably our HUGE upstairs bathroom, which doubled as a sewing room, and came back with socks, buttons, thread, string, needles and rags, and suggested we try to do something with that stuff.
Sally and I used to go to the local YMCA for crafts on summer afternoons on Saturdays, where we made fun things out of odds and ends. So, we decided to try and make dolls.
First, we had to figure out the best way to do it, and came upon the idea of cutting the cuff of the sock off, leaving the body of the sock. We then took the cuff and cut it in half vertically and horizontally, leaving us four pieces.
We then stuffed the bodies with the old rags, and sewed the top opening closed, and the toe then became the head. The heel formed sort of a small butt. We stuffed the four pieces of the cuff, and sewed them and then attached them to the body for the arms and legs. We added big buttons for the eyes and I believe tails and mouths were added to some. Mouths were made from tiny buttons sewn next to each other, and sometimes made with thread.
Our imaginations ran away with us apparently, because we never went to sleep that night. We designed all sorts of dolls. The two I remember the most were an eskimo and a mouse. Since this is a dusty old memory, I don't remember how many we made, just that it was a LOT, and we were very excited to be making them. I'm sure we shared a lot of talking and girly secrets in our late night adventure.
At some point Sally and I stopped. I remember that my mom saw what we had done and said we did a great job. My only wish is that we had saved even one, but we didn't. They were really charming and it was a great lesson in creativity. Who knows, if we HAD saved them, they could now be up on Ebay as antiques. Heck, maybe i could have retired on the money they would have fetched.
Sally shared with me her thought on how a night in my brother's room would have been a good opportunity for revenge, had she thought about it all those years ago. He was four years older than us, and would often tease us by snapping a wet towel at us, or giving us Indian rub burns, or doing whatever else boys at that age do to torment their sister and her friends. One thought Sally had is that we could have left needles in his bed,,,I'm afraid to ask her what else.
So, in conclusion, what to do with old mate-less socks? Make dolls! Or, use your imagination to come up with your own future nest egg.