I made a bunch of these a couple of years ago for Christmas gifts. For the most part the recipients thought they were wonderful, although a couple thought they were pretty creepy. The idea came to me on a trip to Vancouver while paroosing the wonderful shops and galleries on Granville Island. After doing a little more research I found this awesome book: Stupid Sock Creatures and was instantly hooked to their creation.

I created a whole family of sock monsters and one monster takes about an hour with a sewing machine. I boxed them up individually with a Family portrait and a poem.

What I discovered the full moon past
Through the curtains the moonlight cast
A peek to the darkest part of my room
Where one dares not venture or face eminent doom
I discovered a litter of littles under my bed
Sound asleep after just being fed.
This was six weeks ago and now
The bumps, the creaks, the moans and groans
Are getting too much as these little creatures grow
I’m missing my sleep
As the roam and creep
The darkest corners of my space
They are old enough now to have a new place
So I’m giving them to you to cuddle and hold
On those dark chilling nights they will scare off the cold
From the motherly monster under my bed who preened
Cherish them, these nine unique babies, I have weaned
Of brothers and sisters who go bump in the night
They will protect the people I cherish, from fright