Time flies when you have a baby. Or when you go to work. Or when you have a hobby that you enjoy too much.
Also time flies when you have great friends and spend it with them.
It flies when you celebrate the passage of it in a very nice way.
All of the above mentioned happend to me last week and I am somehow content with the flow of time. Though sometimes it also scares me.
Here are the booties – I think they are lovely, even though the right one is a bit smaller then the left.