I’ve always thought there was a little MAGIC in all things small. Like fairies and leprechauns and well, when I was a little girl, even barbie shoes.
Yes I know, I’m weird.
I had a “Littles” doll house that I got one Christmas (I don’t think they make Littles anymore and the “baby” of the family figures was SO small that I was surprised to see that my Mom STILL has it at her house!) and I LOVED placing the furniture around the house and making everything in their tiny home just so.
And for some reason I had a memory of all of this while the boys decorated their annual gingerbread house yesterday. And I could see the MAGIC in their eyes.
Ah, to be a kid at Christmas again. It really is so very MAGICal. 🙂
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