What Does This Say About Me?

Gwen was playing with her new-to-her dollhouse a few weeks ago and after she went to bed, we found a few scenarios played out with the dolls that made us crack up and grab the camera. I was laughing my ass off and horrified at the same time. First I realized how much she picks up on now, and was amazed at her level of imaginary play already. But then it dawned on me that kids, with their uncanny sense for telling the truth, put what they see on a daily basis, what they learn from their parents, into setting up their dollhouses.

First off, we'll look at the big picture of Gwen's ideal imaginary lifestyle, evenly blended with the reality of what she sees daily. Note that the changing table is in the living room. Classy.
Next we'll zoom in and examine the finer details of her story. First we see that this doll, who Gwen has deemed to be herself (she calls the doll "Gwen", or "me"), is sitting in a baby swing in the middle of the living room, just dying to jump into that stack of scrumptious cupcakes balanced on what she referred to as the "step stool". Gwen was calling it a "birthday cake" and singing Happy Birthday to herself.

Next, we'll have a look at "Daddy", who is passed out, errr relaxing, in the recliner. With his feet up on a side table, oddly enough. His head turned to the side, mouth agape, she most likely imagined drool and snoring coming from his mouth. I'll even bet she knew to assume that the giant vase in the background is full of black russian.
And the crown jewel... Mommy sitting her fat ass in the rocking chair, feet up on the table, with the baby next to her, contained in the play pen. Nope, he's not in her lap. He's not in her arms. He's right next to her while she is no doubt thinking, "Just how much is a one-way ticket on Southwest to Mexico???" We don't have a play pen (although I should remedy that) but the idea isn't far from the truth... the dollhouse just didn't come with a FP Rainforest Jumperoo or an ExerSaucer so she found the next best thing to keep it close to reality. Also, Gwen named the baby "Holden". Ouch.