Elizabeth and Libby took over the old ‘master’ bedroom.
Nothing really grand about it, other than it had the biggest bed, and the coolest people, inhabiting it.
It actually looked quite a bit different after this photo was taken, but I guess documenting one’s air quote master bedroom is not a super high priority.
Now Libby and Elizabeth live here, happily, for the most part.
The is the table that was mine and my sister’s growing up.
I found this doll house in my MIL’s attic and my mom had a similar when she was a kid.
I have since made a more feminine sheet and hung some bunting made from old embroidered linens. But Christmas is kinda kicking my bum, so no pictures.