I love miniatures. I love small-size anything. So naturally I’m a real sucker for miniature dolls and doll houses.
When my daughter was three years old, we (meaning her grandfather, father and I) built her a doll house. It was almost as tall as she was at the time. My father built the house from plans we found in a McCalls magazine. Gramps built most of the furniture and I decorated the house. It took several months and we got it done just in time for Christmas.
My daughter loved and played with that little house for many years. When she no longer felt the need to own it, the pink doll house came back to me. I have loved it from day one and have added furniture and accessories over the years.
When we moved into our new house, I made a special place for the house in the window seat of the guest bedroom. The little house, now 40 years old, needs upgrading and some rehab, but it’s just as cute as ever.
I love visiting my sweet doll house and its occupants. The house is definitely showing some wear and tear after all the years but is very loved. Time for some maintenance on the old place. There is also another small house ready to be built and moved onto the window seat. Oh boy! Neighbors!