I’m feeling a little nostalgic today. My grandparents planned on visiting our new place but something came up so we’re going to reschedule. I’ll blog about their visit in the future. Instead here are some photos that Elizabeth took before we moved.
My childhood playhouse. Papa built it and we all painted it together. There’s handprints from myself and childhood friends all over it. The inside is used as storage now but the walls are lined with dry erase boards and there’s a bunk bed Papa built out of wood. I used to play school, house and my neighbor and I shared a Barbie foldable dollhouse which was perfect for travelling between our homes.
Some of my best memories from my childhood are when Nana would garden and I would get to help. Though I don’t think either of us have green thumbs.