The thing is, I'm not getting rid of them. They are to stay in our family and send chills down the spine of future generations. Every household needs a crazy artifact...and these two are ours. I know the grandkids will be disappointed when they survive childhood with them only to find out they aint' gettin' nothing for them on Antiques Roadshow, and they will be paying for therapy with their own money.
So, I shuffle them off to my room, hearing Moo girl say "good, maybe now I can sleep at night".
I prop them up in the corner, then quickly realize the closet would be better.
They scare me more in the closet, so off to the basement they go! They can play among their friends, and be happy, creepy dolls.
Look! Green eyes can finally sleep. This may make her less incline to creep into my room tonight. But, I'm a little nervous about Blondie. She's got to be tired too. It has been 2 years of standing. So, Moo Girl found her a rocking chair, and a baby to hold, so she can be warm. And tomorrow, we will have to make her a bed that fits her, by request of Moo. She's such a good dolly momma. But then again, she may just be nervous too. We must keep the dolls happy!
So we find Blondie a wig, and then a hat...ummm...Blondie does not look amused. Think I'll go make sure she has her favorite pink hat on before I turn out my lights.
Sweet Dreams Everyone!!