I fear by time Evie has grown up, I may be long buried under a mountain of them…
Posted on October 29, 2012, in Uncategorized and tagged Children, Doodlemum, Drawing, Family, Fluffies, Humour, Illustration, Life, Pen and Ink, Sketchbook, Toys. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
So would do this in a minute except for age and such. Maybe when I'm healthier! Never say never.
Brilliant! Love the colour :-)
At least it wasn't washing it bottom... or was it?
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As are your illustrations, have a good week.
After seeing the devastation of the forest fires in Spain and Portugal, and how unpredictable they c
Skinny dipping then?!
You can see the wonder in Evie's face xx
Adorable!
So lovely… childhood is such a precious time… she’s a beautiful child… with beautiful parents. xxx
We have a similar problem in this dwelling….the soft toys, with their pleading button eyes, make themselves all too real….the fleshling mother in the dwelling hasn’t the heart to give them away. Actually, that’s probably why I’m still around!
Fabulous – happy fluffies, happy Evie 🙂