There was a loving father who built a dollhouse for his little girl. Once that little girl grew up, the dollhouse was moved to the barn...
After many years that little girl married and had a little girl of her own. Thoughts of pulling out her old dollhouse out of the barn for her little girl filled her head...and eventually she filled her husband's head with the same thoughts...me.
Being a handy guy I thought it would be great project for me. Perhaps I could finish it by Christmas and give it our daughter, Hannah, on Christmas morning?
I pulled the dollhouse out from the rafters in the barn. After being attacked by wasps I managed to vanquish them and pull it down to my work table.
As I stare at this dollhouse before me my only thought is...
...what was I thinking...
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