That's American Girl talk.
Here is the bottom tier of a skirt that was 'way too long for Earthgirl. This tier was attached with stretch lace, which I should know to avoid. It ALWAYS gets holes. A few more wearings, and this tier may have just fallen off the skirt on its own.
{Back when Pluto Boy and I were dating, and separated by 600 miles or so, I wrote him a letter that included the phrase, "on my on." This tickled him, and he wrote me back a little encouraging note that about being on my on, and if one ever falls off one's on, one should get right back up on one's on. I have been careful writing my owns and ons ever since; nevertheless, I plan to check back over this post 4 or 5 times before publishing.}
And here are the recycled denim dolly skirts.
Having a daughter is like having a second childhood.
This post checked for proper use of owns and ons. No other grammar is under warranty.
2 comments:
I love the denim. How I loved my dolls growing up and I still have most of them!
You make me smile. Thanks for the package in the mail yesterday. What a blessing in so many ways.
I love the recycled denim. =)
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