My darling oldest daughter is 16. Sweet sixteen. Wow.



And she is. Every bit sixteen, I mean. She's smart, beautiful, wise, witty, caring, kind, moody, temperamental ... perfectly a teenager.

Have I posted a link to her pictures? Probably, but Mommy likes to brag about her babies. Here it is.

C. asked for a bag for school. She wanted it before school started but I was caught up in a few other projects so I didn't get to it until last week.

She picked this fabric at the store, I wasn't that into it until she said she wanted it for a handbag, then it was an absolute "yes". It's perfect for her.

The bag is large, large enough to hold a textbook or two or a change of clothes or whatever else she needs to carry around.

The design is simple, pleated at the top and rounded at the bottom.

Inside are oodles of pockets.

Happy Birthday C.!