Lost Doll Story
When I was little, we (my siblings and I) had a dolls house. We often played with it. One day, some of our dolls had been gone. We couldn’t find them, whereever we were looking for. We became very helpless and sad. How could we play in the dolls house without our precious dolls? Days later our grandma discovered them. Our little brother had played in the house and hidden the dolls in the fridge of the dolls kitchen. We were very happy, but also a bit angry on our brother.
True story for the lost doll giveaway at Fröken Skicklig.
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Juliane | Fröken Skicklig
Dear Ramona,
thank you so much for sharing this little story with us! I do hope you ran a hot bath for your dollies after you had found them in the fridge…
I keep my fingers crossed for you and send you sunny greetings from Sweden,
Juliane
heidi
This sounds like a brother….my younger brother used to kidnap my doll…..as you can see at the picture shown on my blog he did it way too obvious!
Fingers crossed for the contest!
Heidi