I saw her face and couldn't resist. When I was a little girl people always called me the little girl with the sad eyes because I had really dark circles under my eyes. (I still do) When i saw her in her sweet little straw hat and her little jumper with her sad expression I though she is perfect for my upstairs hallway. With the other two prints in my son's old room I thought this would complete the upstairs.
Who could resist that face? She is on the left in the photo below. Across is a vintage print I found at one of my local antique stops. It is a lovely victorian woman sitting in a lovely settee. I have a motherhood theme upstairs with the prints in my bedroom too. The staute on the marble topped table against the wall is a mother and child statue. My mother was given that when I was just a baby and I inherited it. Maybe someday my son will read this and realize that although I changed his bedroom after he married and made it a guest room, being a mother is the single most important thing in my life and in my opinion my greatest accomplishment. It really defines me. I don't care how 1950's that sounds. I am proud to be a mother.