dear little, dear little things.
"The dear little, dear little, dear little thing," is something my Grandma Bertie used to say in reference to my dad or one of her grandchildren. My dad was the only boy among 5 girls, and he easily won the affection of his mother and was dubbed "the dear little thing." I like to carry on this endearing saying when referencing my fondest tiny finds. These statement-whisperers are lovely for gift-giving to the dear littles in your life. . .
barely there and truly one-of-a-kind.
(making more at my bench stay tuned!)