For some reason, she kept the remnants, and the pieces she had already cut out. They were lost in a drawer.
Fast forward about 15-17 years. I am finishing a quilt for my niece. I'm rummaging about in mom's sewing cabinet for the tomato pin cushion and I come across the pieces. I stash them in my sewing machine bag and take them home with me.
I look up the pattern on e-bay and for less than $8.00 it is in my hands in a few days.
This is a child's size 10, so this won't fit me. But that isn't going to stop me from making it for my niece. She's about 18 months old, so it'll be a while before she can wear it.
Here I am, telling this story while holding the very preliminary stitched together piece: