Happy Birthday, Shannon!

Every once in a while, I'm on top of things.  Sort of.  Shannon is used to getting birthday gifts months late.  This year I had it all figured out and ready to go...almost on time.  A few days late is progress.

She couldn't have been all that surprised by her namesake bag.

I had more fun with felt, too.  Another felt garland in fall colored leaves.  It makes white butcher paper look so fancy-pants.

Happy birthday, my friend.  Here's to many, many more.  (We're closing in on halfway to those neon pink rocking chairs, aren't we?)