When I was a very young girl, my grandfather, Pop, built me a beautiful dollhouse. He toiled for hours upon hours working on the intricate details and craftsmanship of this miniature colonial. It was such fine workmanship that he and my grandmother decided that it would be better if they waited until I was 16 to give it to me so not to "wreck" it. Well, as the years passed, the dollhouse was shuffled around from NH to MA...from Shrewsbury to Grafton...stored in Attics and Basements...the mice moved in and had a very nice home for themselves. The dollhouse was ruined through non-use and I have never played with it a day in my life. But every time I look at it, I think of my grandparents and how much love they put into it for me. I have held on to it for all these years in hopes that "someday" one of my children will get to play with it. Well, that day is coming near. As a surprise for my birthday, my dad snuck it out of my basement and fixed it up for Kaitlyn. It still needs some cosmetic work on the interior, but all the major repairs have been made and I am SO grateful that I will finally get to play with my dollhouse with my daughter.

I dedicate today's photo to both my Pop and Kaitlyn's Pop (my dad). Thank you so much dad, this means the world to me!!!

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