Squeak! Welcome!

Squeak! Welcome!

I’m not sure if there’s something in the air this time of year but I find myself diving down the Maileg rabbit hole again for a second year in a row. Could it have something to do with being on lockdown (again) with a toddler? Or maybe it’s because...
My First Maileg…

My First Maileg…

My son was about six months old. I stood in my kitchen folding laundry when a tiny stuffed bunny fell out from in between some receiving blankets. I didn’t recognise it at first but then remembered that a friend had brought over some hand-me-down toys from her...