My daughter’s dollhouse rebuilt
I was quite busy in the weeks before Christmas. Four days in the hospital for tests for heart arrhythmia didn’t help. But enough about that. This post is about the very grandfatherly project that consumed my last week before Christmas. Of course, my birthday is that week too. Many years ago-likely in the early eighties- I had made Keely a dollhouse for Christmas. Well, we had preserved it in attics for decades and Keely decided that this was a great year to rebuild it for Annabelle. So I did.
Outside redo
I repainted the outside and added the acrylic windows with trim. I made new pillars and added the walkway. The ground trim and trees were Keely’s idea. I removed the old red plastic roof and installed the individual cedar shakes – about 1200 of them.
The Inside
I also removed the felt that imitated loud 70’s era shag rugs and installed modern floor imitations that Keely provided. Keely bought the furniture you see and she and Annabelle filled up the empty rooms. The one piece of furniture left from Keely’s childhood (JoAnne had saved the original dollhouse contents) is the homemade brown wooden bed in the upper left bedroom.
Grandpa’s reward
For Annabelle, this is totally the year of the unicorn. But this Christmas present even got her off topic. She was fascinated. Of course, she has no idea how much work went into it. But it is enough to to know she enjoys it and it has a prominent spot in her bedroom. I think Keely was glad too.
