"Monday's child is full of grace,
Tuesday's child is fair of face,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child must work for a living,
The child born on the Sunday is
fair and wise and good and gay"
I AM FRIDAY'S CHILD
I was born on Good Friday, my daughter was born on a Friday, and to this day Friday is still my favourite day of the week. I used to wish every day was Friday until I realised that, you couldn’t really have that ‘Friday feeling’ without having also experienced that 'Monday feeling!'
With 'Friday's Child' being the loving and giving one, I thought it made an appropriate name for our gift-giving company.
This is me in 1983 at two years and eight months old with my most treasured possessions – an umbrella and a round hatbox suitcase. At the time, if you’d offered me all the ‘paper money’ in the world in exchange for these two items, I wouldn’t have parted with them. I don't know what it is with children and little bags and suitcases, the thrill of enclosing little treasures, or sometimes just a half-eaten piece of toast can keep them happy for hours...just opening and closing the lid, taking toys in and out of the box.
The fond memories of this treasured hatbox, and my love of all things from the 1920s were the inspiration behind the gift packaging for Friday’s Child Baby Gifts. We live in such a disposable world that I often find myself longing for the days when things were made to last and craftsmanship and quality were associated with a sense of pride. In a nod to nostalgia, I wanted the first experience of our baby gifts to feel special and to evoke a memory of childhood treasures that make special keepsakes.
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