Tales From The Dollhouse

In her room she plays for hours...
dreaming up stories in her little doll house.
And so the tale begins....

Good day dear friends, do come in.
The house is busy this morning.
There is so much to do.

Smells of fresh baked goodies fill the air as little
Anne peeks in the kitchen, in hopes to steal a little taste of bread.

Her dog Sally hopes to find any morsels
that may have dropped on the floor.

The kitchen was already cleaned and tidy...

There were no crumbs to be found anywhere.
The table was set for a feast.
The dolls ate their fill and continued on to their chores.

Rebecca busily swept the
house from top to bottom.

while her sister played with
her playthings on the floor.

Later that afternoon the dolls played quietly in the house.

Rebecca played with her beloved Lucy doll.
She loved her so.

In the next room her baby brother
Jon quietly played with the kitten.
He was such a good baby.

Little Anne jumped on Rebecca's bed,
excited to see Lucy doll.
She wanted to play with her too.
Rebecca agreed, she could play
with her until it was time for bed.

The dolls had their supper early.
Rebecca held baby Jon in her arms
and comforted him with stories as she
rocked him back and forth,
back and forth in her rocker.
Baby Jon loved to be rocked.

Little Anne sang him lullabys while
Rebecca laid him in his carriage for the night.

Goodnight Anne.
Goodnight Baby Jon.
Sleep tight!

Rebecca quietly crept into her room and
knelt down to say her goodnight prayers.

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep;
Should I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take..

She climbed into her bed
to watch the sun go down.
This was her favorite time of the day.

She laid her head down on her
pillow holding her Lucy doll close.
With happy thoughts in her mind of a wonderful day.
Goodnight Rebecca.
Goodnight Lucy.
Sleep tight.