Happy birthday Miss Maisy Mae!

Bittersweet.

My baby just turned three.

A few things to note.

I don't advocate sandals and socks.

In fact it is one of my pet dislikes.

But I am sure Coco Chanel didn't give a flying fig about what others thought of her fashion choices.

The last photo was Mae getting the fairy garden that I made.

It was a labour of love that I made well over a year ago,

before I started blogging,

but one of my prouder moments as a craftster.

I should do a retrospective blog to show (off to) you.

The best scooters are pink.

While I love watching my child grow,

I share that familiar bittersweet feeling with many of you I am sure.

She is our last born child,

forever our baby,

forever our little girl,

but growing up oh, so quickly.

May your life be blessed, Miss Maisy Mae.

Happy 3rd birthday.