I'm making a quilt of Sadie's baby clothes - that was the plan even before she was born. But all that cutting brought a tear to my eye (or chest-heaving sobs,...whatever) because the clothes were so small and she's getting so big, because I remember dressing her in each one of these things, because I can't help but want my little girl to be even littler, just for a short while, so that I can have my first look at the face of a person I made, hold her endlessly while she sleeps, kiss her fuzzy head and see her first smile again. It's not possible, I know. So, back to reality...The real challenge (besides learning to quilt), will be handing the finished quilt over to her. I just know she's going to hide cheese in it. :)
*a - our first trip downtown, *b - pjs she wore home from the hospital, *c - onesie Papa bought her, *d - Sadie's first Christmas (worn complete with faux-hawk), *e - short sleeved onesie that showed off pudgy elbows, *f - pjs Mama bought her because they didn't have pink (also the sky blue and the navy)
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damnit!... you made a lump from the whole litle girl with fuzzy hair speal. didnt even dawn on me til i read that... now i have to live in reality too! :)
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