My mom and I began working on this tiny house when I was about 8 years old. But we had left it just shy of complete and it had sat untouched ever since. As we were packing up our art room it became very clear what we needed to do.
So, Mom and I got to work and lots of glue and sandpaper and one funny trip to the dollhouse store (they have tiny Playg!rl magazines!) later, we finished it up just in time to gift to my niece.
Granted, she’s still a little young and the front door now needs new hinges. 
But it was fun watching her eyes light up and I love passing along something we worked so hard on.
I also discovered something about myself – and it applies to all areas of my life: I enjoy things much more when they aren’t for me. I enjoyed growing my veggies last year, but loved giving them away even more than eating them. I’m learning to enjoy cooking and when I can keep my focus on giving my husband and son nourishing foods as a gift of love it becomes much easier. And for nearly two decades I put off finishing this dollhouse until I had another person to keep in mind while I worked.
I just hope she continues to love it as much as I loved watching her with it. Something to always remember me by.
And something to remember her uncle by as well…
Is that POO in the toilet!?!? I love it. heh heh
so sweet – lovin’ the recycle bin in the kitchen!
I’m both drooling and laughing at the pictures of the doll house! I always wanted one when I was a girl–I sort of still do, actually–and I always wanted realistic pieces…yours are pretty nice! And it’s a super cute house–what doll wouldn’t want to live in it?
Was that sushi on the counter? lol
LOL ew… poo.
I’ve always wanted a dollhouse. This is downright amazing.
Okay, that’s disgusting! At the end…otherwise wonderful!
Ok, I’m not the first, but… WTF, POO??!!?!? Come on now, the dolls really ought to know how to flush…
I think it’s so fab that you worked on a project with your mom.
I love the details of the house, clever and funny!
The sushi represents their last name – it’s Polish and sounds an awful lot like sushi. Not shown is a plate of deviled eggs, something my sister is known for making.
The poo – well, that’s just Justin’s sense of humor.
OMG! That is the doolhouse my mother and father made for A when she was two. And the front door on ours needs new hinges, too! Small world.
How precious! What a wonderful gift.
This house looks a lot like some little houses my grandpa made as a Christmas Village… right down to the stripes on the windows. He made them around 20 years ago, too. Was this made from some sort of kit? I’m thinking that’s how his was, but I was a wee bit too young to remember!
Your’s looks awesome! I love the poo in the bathroom. Score one for Justin!