Today I put my daughter on a plane to visit her childhood friend. She has never been away like this before and never alone. It feels so strange like something is missing, because something is missing. I am getting a glimpse at the way life will be in the not-so-distant future. Suddenly the phrase "empty nest" is not just something I think about in reference to my parents... it is now staring at me squarely in the face.
I wanted to send her with a little something hand-made by me... a little smile... a little love...a little of me.
Did I mention she is currently obsessed with baby chicks?
Of course I have been wanting to make this penguin for Miss Isadora -
(daughter's bff) for a while now. In pink nevertheless, her favorite color!
Birds of a feather flock together...