My dolls….

After we were able to move back into our bedroom, Tom unpacked some of the things that had been on top of our old dresser. This little dish from Geri still had a pair of Barbie shoes in it that had once fallen out of a box from the dolls that were in the top of my “extra” bedroom closet. I always meant to find which little Cinderella was missing her shoes, but I never did and now those boxed dolls are with all my other dolls in storage.

I am acutely aware every day that my dolls and my two most precious stuffed animals (Dr. Neil and First) are NOT IN MY HOUSE. I’ll be glad when they’re back home. Things will be a lot more normal by that point.


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