It's a bit surreal to see my daughter running around in the bedsheets I slept on when I was her age.
This wasn't mine though. I found a full sheet set in mint condition at an estate sale and got it because it reminded me of mine. This must have been the bedsheet to have in 1970-something because I know a lot of people who had them. I made another pillowcase dress and I'm currently working on sundresses from the sheets. I also have a sheet in the brown color scheme, and plan to do a fall/winter collection. I'm all about nostalgia.
I was reading my old blog posts tonight and reminded of the time when McKenna wasn't walking or talking. It seems like ages ago. Gone are bibs and cribs and bottles and diapers. Nowadays she's into dolls and dancing and things that are pink and fancy (much to her brother's dismay). She idolizes Sage though, and has been known to wield a mean sword and growl like dragon or proclaim that she's a pirate. Arrrr.
I don't think I'm a very good photographer. I look at other blogs and my photographer friends' albums and see vivid colors and good angles and lighting. I tend to photograph directly into the light. That, or out of it, which makes for weird shadows. Oh well, you can't really postpone things for perfect lighting when your kid is willing and happy to let you photograph them.