cluck cluck
Hmmm, so a lovely lady from mums group brought in her week old bubby today. He is tiny and sweet and Wendy is fitting back into her jeans already (!!!). Seeing really new ones like this make me a wee bit clucky and make me think back to my own kiddlies being little. I don’t have photos of tiny Tate on this computer… but I certainly do of Zoe. I so wish I could’ve enjoyed it more at the time. Her babyhood went by in a blur, and although I now have the most gorgeous of little girls, I still long for that sweet baby. Sigh.


And I’ll never forget this bootiful boy. Still as sweet as they come.


Sigh… off to make a little baby dress for a little baby I hope to meet tomorrow. Shhhh, don’t tell Mr Tweetheart about the clucking. It’ll send him into a panic!




