I was expressing my self-doubt to the Husband when he said, "So what you are saying is, anyone, anyone at all, who can do that one kind of stitch can make these? Even a never-sewn-before sewer?" Of course, that is the theory and I told him as much. And he, a bit sarcastically, said he would be happy to test that theory. And I, not so sarcastically, took him up on that offer. And he, not at all sarcastically, went ahead with it.
I printed out the pdf pattern and pointed out where I kept my felt. I warned him if he touched my special cutting scissors I would kill him with those very same scissors, so if he valued his life he needed to use any one of the other pairs floating around. Only. I gave him a 5-minute crash course on how to do a blanket stitch. I walked away. He was on his own.
I checked in on his progress and he seemed to be managing just fine totally on his own. So far, so good. Heck, even his stitches were good. I mean- can you believe this is an only-been-sewing-less-than-an-hour job? He credited my 5-minute crash course. I credited his OCD perfectionist tendencies.
I kept checking on his progress. And by "checking" I mean "peeking into the craft room in morbid curiosity." He was still doing just fine without me. I think all those hours of gaming gave him some seriously nimble fingers. Of course, now that I admit that, I have to stop complaining about all those hours of gaming since now they can be considered "skill building" sessions.
And, after a smidgen over 4 hours, he was done. All my self-doubts quietly packed their bags and left in shame out the back door. My pattern is suitable for a beginner. Even a "never sewed before in my life" beginner.
By the way, he will be gifting these to a colleague who is expecting. He figured using blue and pink means it can be "team anything" so he is covered. And he decided to put his own, personal stamp on it by using a pac-man motif. How fun is that?