Stanley and Me

Do you know what terrifies me?
This:

 He may look like Mr. Bill from Saturday Night Live (remember Mr. Bill?), but this is Flat Stanley, a much loved and venerated children's book character and when he and his letter arrive in my mailbox I begin to shake. The letter is always addressed to my youngest daughter and asks that she take the very planar Stanley on an adventure, write about and photograph said adventure, and then return Stanley from whence he came.
That's the fantasy conjured up by some first grade teacher to coax her students into integrating their study of Flat Stanley and his two-dimensional activities into some tangible project. The reality is that my 13-year old is not going to walk around the house, let alone town, toting a 9" tall paper doll. Nor is she going to photograph him as she pursues the adventure that is a day in the life of an 8th grader. You know who's going to have to take ole Stanley on adventure? That's right, me.
This is the second time I've "entertained" a Stanley as both my nieces go to the same school and apparently have had the same first grade teacher. The first time, I had to be nagged quite a bit to complete my "homework". This time the nagging hasn't quite started, so I decided to nip it in the bud, by taking Stanley with me to quilt this, seen here as a work in progress.
Imagine yourself grasping Stanley's wafer-thin hand, crafted out of the finest papel de copier, as we spend a day quilting.

Here's Stanley getting acquainted with another inanimate object as he meets the very three-dimensional long arm quilting machine.

And here's Flat Stanley cavorting with the lovely Bernell, proprietress of Seams Like Dixie: Finish-it-Yourself Longarm Quilting.

Finally, here's Flat Stanley, "helping" me to quilt.
There. My assignment is done. Now, all I have left is to write about our adventure, print the pictures, stamp, and send the envelope.