Finally decided to start the work on my dollhouse. Moved it off the floor to a table and went to open it when it’s current resident popped out from under the couch and scared the bejeezez out of me. I screamed like it was a knife wielding psychopath. Thank goodness my 8year olds friend was here, safely moving our friend to the backyard while I tried to calm my racing heart. And in true squater style, he musta been there a little while cuz he pooped in the bedroom.?????????? Posted on March 11, 2017 by Tova Love & Muchness, Tova Sign up for Muchy Updates HERE! View all posts by Tova → Blog Twitter Facebook Related PostsGoodbye Mr. FishConnect to your (highest purpose) Muchness.Inspiration for a TuesdayThe GIFT Of MuchnessHow Being Muchy (sorta) inspires others to be Muchy!
