The Next Generation / Beach Pants

We were at the cemetery in Sedgewick to bury my Grandmother, and I was struck at beautiful and innocent Leah looked. My Grandmother may be gone, but her blood lives on in this little girl.


The second part of this post is her pants. She refuses to wear jeans, and most other pants or dresses and skirts, leaving her with very limited options! I sewed her these "beach pants" from a knit fabric I found at a thrift store. She loves them, especially the palm trees on her behind, and the pink and purple colours.