When my daughter was younger I was really certain that, even if she had inherited the crafting gene that runs in my family, she was never going to exercise it. I have been proven wrong of course, as those of you who visit her blog would know.
The first indication I had that my predictions were wrong was when she began cross-stitching. This is one of her gifts to me (she knows my weakness for old houses) and it is my treasure for today.
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Your cross stich house is so lovely, made even nicer because it was made especially for you.
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet little cottage....right up your street. Lol.
ReplyDeleteA lovely keepsake from your clever daughter.
Awww, thanks Mum
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