Friday, December 18, 2009
Letter: Dear Monica

I couldn't believe your recent finds at the antique store!
I guess if I was a designer, I would say they have "good bones", but I'm not a designer. So I'll just say, they look old. I can hear you laugh now, waiting to show me how they were diamonds in the rough.
You got me! I figured I would show you what I've been up to, since we haven't been around for a while. I'll be quick about it: Buddha Baby grew up, got kicked out of his crib, and Rainbow Girl finally got her own room!
By the way, nothing like your make-overs, but clean, good, and (hopefully) a little more organized. I've broken it down quite scientifically for you:
I can't even tell you how badly Rainbow Girl needed a desk. No more banishing her to the nether-regions so she can focus!
The wicker chest is now holding mittens by my front door. And I brought in the bookcase from her old room, which opened that other room nicely as well thanks for asking!
Sorry about the glare from my high quality point and shoot camera. Here's the last angle.
Can't wait to play next week during Christmas break!
With Love from Your Sister,
Mrs. Olsen
Labels: creativity, domesticity, Rainbow Girl

Comments
jennaloha December 18, 2009
But and
I love your babygirl's poem. Apparently mastery of diction is in the genes.
paula December 19, 2009
Lee Family December 20, 2009
Lee Family December 20, 2009
Mrs. Olsen December 21, 2009
There's no place like home for the holidays. I'm sorry to say. But I must add, home isn't the same if your little sissy isn't there too. I love and miss you!
p.s. Jenna
Monica December 21, 2009
P.S. Lexi says she misses Chloe a lot and can't wait for you to come up this week!
Anonymous December 21, 2009