Our livingroom looked like a bomb had exploded. The girls were building huts with everything that came to their hands. I decided to let them, because it was the last day of their holidays. In the middle of all this mess stands a thrifted vintage doll-crib. I made new curtains and a mattress-cover. The dolls are suddenly in need of a lot of sleep...
Thriftstore happiness
Our livingroom looked like a bomb had exploded. The girls were building huts with everything that came to their hands. I decided to let them, because it was the last day of their holidays. In the middle of all this mess stands a thrifted vintage doll-crib. I made new curtains and a mattress-cover. The dolls are suddenly in need of a lot of sleep...
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Who could blame them! En als je stilletjes kijkt, zie je dat de poppen klaarwakker zijn en dat ze liggen te genieten.
Fantastische vondst.
Love that crib!
We have that same cooker! It's brilliant isn't it? I often bring it into the kitchen so he can cook alongside me.
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