~When a girl turns thirteen you celebrate~
~Sister of ten, daughter of two, little in-law of four, Aunty of eleven ~
~We all promised her a thirteenth party decked in picnic style~
~She was fussed over, loved, celebrated and cherished. Because her family simply ~ADORES~ her~
{While the birthday girl was visiting me we collected all the decorations for her birthday party at thrift shops and garage sales. We painted up old shutters salvaged for pennies then hung thirteen years of memorabilia to display at the picnic. We set it all up in my house so I could get some pictures before she took it home and had her real country picnic.}
