Little People
Jan. 26th, 2004 12:10 pmI babysat my cousin's daughter yesterday. She asked me to dig out my old Lundby doll's house from the closet. She then played with the baby doll for a while. She told me that all the female dolls were it's mommies. Except for the horse that lived in the garage.
Then she decided to change all the furniture around. She thought it would be more practical to have the toilet in the kitchen, and the bathtub in the bedroom for some reason.
After she'd gotten tired of the doll's house, she carried around all my stuffed animals for a while before finding a clothes brush hanging on the wall. She took it and started to brush the cat, who calmly suffered through the whole thing. She explained that if she brushed the cat now, I wouldn't have to brush of cat hair from my clothes later... That cracked me up.
Then we played 101 dalmatians on my computer until it was time for her to go home.
I adore that girl!
Then she decided to change all the furniture around. She thought it would be more practical to have the toilet in the kitchen, and the bathtub in the bedroom for some reason.
After she'd gotten tired of the doll's house, she carried around all my stuffed animals for a while before finding a clothes brush hanging on the wall. She took it and started to brush the cat, who calmly suffered through the whole thing. She explained that if she brushed the cat now, I wouldn't have to brush of cat hair from my clothes later... That cracked me up.
Then we played 101 dalmatians on my computer until it was time for her to go home.
I adore that girl!