|Came with a scooter!|
|Can you see the tailights of the scooter? The front end is pushed into a cubby under the stairs! A place for Harry Potter!|
|This is the only non-melissa & doug furniture that came with it, and it is a lovely vintage kitchen set.|
|at my house, in the window with the cloth over. and my caco peeps.|
But I did. Buy it. Arrived home Tuesday night with a giant box in my back seat, wondering how I can sneak it in. So I just left it there and went in by myself. The spouse was there, wondering why I had come home so late.
"I had and appointment."
"Well, I can't really tell you."
"I gotta figure out a way to break it to you easy."
Then he gets this horrified look on his face, and I realize it sounds like I've got a bad medical diagnosis or something, so I blurt out "It's another house."
"Another house, I got another dollhouse!"
a long silence ensues
"I kind of wish you broke it to me gently, now."
So here's the Stockholm with some of my furniture in it:
|The books that used to be on top of this bookcase are now stacked in my son's room.|
|Living room. Haven't hooked up any power yet.|
|Kitchen. One of the windows is out of its frame.|
Do you have any funny "This dollhouse followed me home" stories? I'd love to hear them!