Seventeen days ago we were staring at this eyesore in the backyard with high hopes of eternal grandeur and hours upon hours of play time spent inside the brown box. Seventeen days later we have joy in our hearts when we look out into the backyard at the finished product.
Our little girl LOVES her playhouse! Her French Toast was devoured at lightning speed and the nightgown clad darling dashed out to her lair. A few trips through the house were made during the day to gather the necessary playhouse items, but she didn’t come inside until 6:30 p.m. when it got dark! I ventured out there several times to see if everything was okay. It was. She was crafting and listening to music and copying favorite selections from the dictionary and reading and “lying” on the couch singing. It is highly organized for a 3’x6′ space. In my humble opinion she needs some shelves on the walls for chotchky knickknacks and framed pictures of girly things like flowers or fairies to offset her Edmonton Oilers pencil holding mug. Far be it from me to push my ideas on HER playhouse. :o)
And this happy mama just bought herself HOURS of free time! Oh yeah!