My parents surprised Kensington (And myself) with a dollhouse. The same dollhouse that I played with when I was a little girl. The same little pieces, colors and smells. A walk down memory lane, indeed. The pieces are still in mint condition and look just as I remember them. If you look close you can see a “LIFE” magazine on the coffee table (about the size of a dime) and a small ketchup bottle in the kitchen. Just itsy bitsy. And perfect.
Thanks mom and dad, for restoring this and making it special for my daughter. It was a treasure for me and will be for her.
*these pics were taken with my phone, so they aren’t great*