Holiday Baking

Gracie Grecon loves to bake. Mrs. Grecon tells her neighbor Mrs. Felt, "We can hardly keep

enough flour in the house!" Mrs. Felt replied "She'll make someone a fine wife some day". Little did they know Gracie, with the precision she learned in baking would go on to become a corporate ligator and choose not to marry any man she met.
Brimtoy tin kitchen appliances, Barton pots?, Grecon dolls, love Mrs. Felt's suit and handbag. Dol toi table, small strombecker chair. German plaster cake. Pie, American Girl,Yum! Flour is Jean Nate dusting powder.

For Rebecca

"OH! I didn't hear you come in! Colette is detained downstairs. Here is your Tea Mrs. Grecon, and let me hold that adorable litle boy. Are you comfortable Mr. Grecon, there is another smaller chair here. And Grandmother Grecon do you like modern art? May I take your coats? Oh! They don't come off?" Colette's neighbor was surprised to see these strangers in Colette's house. Usually Colette had such nice guests, she remembered Daphne from Canada and what a fun guest she was. Oh dear she fretted where was Colette?
(be sure to read Rebecca's comment in the last post. Thank you for the inspiration R, I was about blogged out this month!!! xo
Oh. P.S. My I need a new camera my photos have been getting more and more blurry. Of course I let my assistant take pictures too. She even knows how to close the lense! Maybe those little fingers changed something? But I get the hand me down equiptment from the Fam so a lot of it is janky! Hard to tell) C

Yesterday while I was making smoothies...

Yesterday was take care of the 4yr old day. Today I AM WIPED!!!!

Let's just say I slept soundly, and long. After making coffee and reading email I wandered into my livingroom. I had put the MH1 by Wes Christensen, the 1950's Eagle hexagon house and a few others there for Paris and Lisa Renfroe's visit. see http://Leftcoastmini.blogspot.com/  for details.The houses are still there though it is Thursday!

When I sat down on the couch I noticed the Grecons were visiting the MH1. I didn't do it, Paris didn't do it.
The only other suspect is my little assistant who was wandering around in there yesterday while I made her a strawberry smoothie. The curtain had already fallen.
She has tiny fingers and excellent balance. I think she did a rather good job. I wasn't aware they had even left the Hexagon house. I better look around closely and see what else is changed... Nana.