This is Nicholas the Mouse. Santa Claus brought him to me when I was about ten or eleven (maybe even younger) years old. Soon after I decided he needed clothes. After all, it was cold outside. I had made little pillows and such for my Sylvanian Family's house, so I just had to figure out how to squish fabric around a body.
Squishing and then sewing was the exact tactic I chose. The buttonholes really work, but they're just slits. Too delicate now to mess with so I opted to leave them alone for the pictures. The hole for his tail is just a hole cut with scissors. But when I was done my mom decided it was time for me to learn how to use patterns. She also bought me my sewing machine.
This is Kensington. He was my favorite teddy bear when I was in middle school. I decided he needed clothes, so my mom made a pattern based on a sketch that I did.