We moved our things into the new house on Friday, and we just spent our third night there. Unbelievably, it’s starting to feel a little bit like home.
While the movers were hauling the big stuff up the stairs, I took ten minutes to put our stamp on the place.
You know I’m obsessed with all things whimsical. I ordered supplies for a tiny little project a few months ago (right after I stumbled upon this. I stole the whole thing, right down to the milk bottles). I intended to do it immediately—but then we got the contract on the house, and I decided to wait until we got to the new place.
It’s a tiny fairy door, although I suspect it will be called a Borrower door around here. Sarah has been obsessed with the tiny people since she read the book last fall: she’s been building them tiny homes, movie theaters, grocery stores, and swimming pools (with real water, of course) ever since.
We have a dedicated office in the new place that we didn’t have before, and that’s where the Borrower door is. I attached it to the wall with scrapbooking tape—not my first choice, but everything else was packed!
The door has since gotten a little gold handle, because I finally found the box with the craft glue.
I haven’t said a word about the door to the kids. (It’s a secret: don’t tell them their mum did it!) I have been switching things up around the door every night, like moving the ladder or rotating out a few milk bottles.
I’m not sure whether they’ll love it or ignore it, but it’s been great fun for me. Too much fun, probably. Moving might be getting to me a little bit!
I’d love to hear your thoughts, ideas, and links to all things whimsical.