The Twins Got Mothed

Every time we move I try to institute a soft toy / porcelain doll cull which is spectacularly unsuccessful.

A carpet moth apocalypse is good for one thing!

A new expression has entered the family lexicon “to get mothed”.

Goodbye beautiful knitted dolls my mother gave my daughter as a baby (and countless dogs, bears and beanie babies).

Still three rooms to do, and still countless nasty surprises in the most unexpected places!

Reviewing your lovely monos later this week, thanks Carolinanav for hosting TT.

PS Can we cancel Xmas this year? In no way am i psychologically ready to host a mil who prides herself on her forthrightness!