Barbie Dream House, Take One and Two

Girls and Barbie dolls–those two just go together.  

My older sisters and I played with them a lot growing up, creating worlds where the dolls lived anywhere from the jungle to the typical neighborhood house.  Sometimes we would chop off the dolls’ hair and put ratty clothes on them because they were orphans.  The possibilities were endless! 

When I was about 10 years old, I built a Barbie Dream House. (Never mind that it wasn’t pink and that it didn’t even fit the dolls so they had to walk around like the Hunchback of Notre Dame.)  I had to work with what I found in our garage, thankyouverymuch.  

So for the past few years, my girls were privileged to use this dream house for their own dolls.  Not gonna lie–it was a proud moment for Mom when we dragged it out of my parents’ basement and set it up for them to use at our house.



Yep, a dream house alright.  Go ahead, be jealous.  

But then the girls eventually grew tired of playing with half-bent dolls in that house.

“We need a BIGGER house so the dolls can actually walk around normally!” Katie declared.

So, it was Daddy to the rescue.






(I think Mike told Katie to ask for a bigger house just so he could play with the dolls too.  But that’s okay.  I love a man who’s comfortable with his masculinity.)



Testing it out to make sure the dolls don’t have to imitate Quasimodo…



Katie telling Daddy where she wants the room dividers.  




The finished product… with two happy girls and their awesome Dad the Builder!  (Move over, Bob the Builder–this one plays with dolls too!) 

So, yep, the girls are now satisfied with their new Barbie Dream House, Take Two.

No more slumped-over dolls.

 Ken the Chiropractor is now out of business.  

Sorry, Ken.





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