I am regressing

As I mentioned in an earlier post, my mom bought me--I mean Daisy--a fairy dollhouse for Christmas and I really, really like it. A lot. I still remember my childhood dollhouse with huge levels of nostalgia and fondness. For some reason that still drives me crazy, my parents gave it away. So now that I have a fairy house, I couldn't help myself. I had to get furniture for it--pictured below. As you will see, the fairies have mushroom lamps (and mushroom tables and chairs), a fireplace, a wood-burning stove, leaf couches and chairs, and a little coffee table made out of a tree stump. Their house is very, VERY cozy. During the day I let Daisy do whatever she likes with it--she's been shoving huge plastic carrots in through the doors and "fixing" the windows with a knife--but after she goes to bed, that house is mine, all mine. I am arranging it the way I see fit every night, so at least I have it my way a good portion of the time. Ha.

Fairy house

Bedroom

Kitchen

Living room

Hammock

Fairy river and bridge

Maypole/merry-go-round