In the big box waaaay over in the corner of the basement I found the pink wicker cradle I bought for Famke before she was born.
Since she is now twenty-one months old and soon to become a BIG sister, I'm glad I found it now.
Her little dollies are already enjoying it. They are wearing new clothes that I found for them in the corner doll booth at the antique/thrift store.
Thrifting even keeps the dolls happy. Which is a good thing, as unhappy dolls are just plain creepy.