More on the dollhouse...and life

I am sitting here, on the night before the last day of school, multi-tasking. I am facebooking, embroidering, and I guess I should blog, too. Today was Emily's field day and I have some pictures, but the transfer card to my camera is broken. I hope to work on that soon! She had a great day and it was all over after lunch, so I checked both her and Tyler out. When kids say they don't do anything the last week of school, you need to believe them. They really don't do anything. We came home and waited out a rain storm and then went to the library. We got lots of good books and some books on CD for our trip to the beach next week.

I guess I should continue my dollhouse story. So I bought the Vermont Farmhouse and opened it and labeled all the parts before building. I was in Germantown and thought I might see what their Hobby Lobby's dollhouse aisle looked like. They had the Vermont Farmhouse assembled and it was really small. It was nice, but smaller than I wanted. So I spent the next couple of days with that yucky feeling in my stomach that I had made a mistake. I spent lots of time looking at the catalog and praying about it (Yes, I believe God cares about me, which includes what I purchase.) and I narrowed it down to 2 houses. One TRULY was my dream dollhouse and the other is nearly. I drew the dimensions out on butcher paper and soon realized that super awesome dream house would not work. So I went with the Princess Anne dollhouse. It is bigger than the farmhouse and has some extra details.

I would love to tell you that I packed up the Vermont Farmhouse and took it back. But, I would be lying. The whole family was with me for moral support when I bought #2, so the kids kept asking me what I was going to do with the first one. I kept telling her that I didn't know, but she insisted that she wanted it. When I reminded her of the perfectly decorated and accessorized Loving Family dollhouse upstairs, she said, "Yeah, but its already all done." My word. I am a moron. I got all into the whole shebang of Christmas that I got her the whole kit and caboodle. The collecting aspect is the best part of having a dollhouse. So I told her she could have a wooden dollhouse when she is older, like 8. I slid the box under my bed, with plans to make it for her 6th birthday in July. I don't know if I can do it, but I will try.

I have been working on my dollhouse for a couple of weeks, and I have taken lots of pictures. When I get my camera cord fixed, I will give a progress report.

Off I go to embroider!