My Knitting and My Life (hopelessly intertwined)
Can you even believe it? When I was at her party I overheard her say to her dear friend Sadie, who just had the audacity to ask Tate to pass her a Polly Pocket, "Sadie, I am the birthday girl, not the maid." I had to leave the room to let out my guffaw.
Time IS flying by! Can't believe it.
lol she is her mama's child.
she was the charmingest bday girl ever and IS getting way too big.
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