One more early morning... I have my three girls here at home, all still tucked into their beds sleeping. Picture one very happy mama! They played with the doll house a bit and when I went to take pictures of it for today, it did look a little different.
There seems to be a Christmas party:
The upstairs gang is a loud crowd
She has been partying since Halloween…
Aunt Lydia has gotten tired and has gone to bed already.
The party downstairs is a lot quieter
(She was going to call the police but was told to hold it together, instead she is turning Nessum Dorma louder and louder not to hear the music from upstairs…)
There is the gossip crowd in the kitchen…
This scene really made my day… if I had arranged everything, it would have looked
so dull different, but now that the girls (all getting closer to 30 than 20) had done
it, it seems like the house is living its own life; there is a breath of fresh
air, a new dimension, more depth and layers, almost as if it is more real.
There was laughter… and giggles and merrymaking. The best sounds of my Christmas.
I wish you all the very best of the season!
Thank you for reading and thank you for your comments!
Wool, as always, with you,