Pride and tearfulness.

I know this is supposed to be a craft blog, but I'll just spend a minute telling you about my eldest daughter.

She is an amazing woman and I love her. This weekend we took the car for a bit of a drive (nearly 600 km's each way) and went to watch her doing her passing out parade in Wagga Wagga (so good they named it twice!)

Yes, I did tear up a bit...... I am a mum after all! But I really enjoyed the day, even though it was absolutely freezing, and my sense of overwhelming pride, not only for her but for  all the recruits remains with me.

I also got to give her the cushion which she liked (phew), now I've really got to finish that quilt!

Here she is with her little sister.