... there were two little girls who longed for beds with fairy lights and princess netting and flowery quilts. And as they'd grown too long for their old beds, that's exactly what they now have.
Tall and Tiny Small's main Christmas present from us was one of Wee Wonderfuls fabulous Kit,Chloe and Louise dolls each, complete with a wardrobe of clothes I'd like to have, stashed in red velvet portmanteaux. Their names change daily but currently they are known as Theresa and Holly, and their sock wool hair is already growing bobbly with cuddling. This pattern is truly a joy to stitch (though I used waaaaaay more stuffing than I thought I ever could so I could achieve a good solid and robustly stuffed result). I've been told they need trousers and dressing gowns, so there will be more to come.
Anyway, it's lovely that they can now sleep fully stretched out instead of awkwardly folded up. I'm getting used to the idea that one of these days I am going to be the shortest person in this house. When people first see my children they usually say 'Goodness me, aren't they tall? And aren't they blonde?' - usually swiftly followed, after a cursory look at me by, 'Where do they get that from?' Well, it's all Mr DC's doing. I have never been either tall or blonde. Not even with the aid of heels and highlights.
Of course, new beds need bed pockets. And this was a good way to introduce some yellow in the room, because as soon as it was painted pink as requested, Tall Small changed her favourite colour ...