Is That An Elf?!

  Hello!

Something very exciting happened this morning. Here's the story.

     It was about noon and the first girl to awake today was entering the kitchen. Emily was up, dressed, and ready for breakfast. However, the thought of cereal vanished from her mind as soon as she saw...

     "Is that a... elf?" She stuttered, surprise clear in her peppy British accent.

     "Everyone, come see this!" She shouted. 

Sorry for the poor-quality. My iPhone camera
is not ideal.

     Soon the small room was filled to the brim with twelve girls, all struggling to see what the commotion was about.

     "It's an Elf On The Shelf!" Molly exclaimed with excitement.

     "It's blocking my spices!" Grace frowned.

     "Ooh! Wow!" Maryellen peeped.

     "Oh God, that thing is creepy." Gwen commented.

    It was a very big deal. Soon, Emily plucked the note nestled beside the elf and read aloud, 

"Dear Sunshine Family,

I'm a scout elf! I've come to observe your behavior and report back to my boss, Santa Claus! I'm very excited to be here. I'll watch you all day, and note all small acts of kindness, and polite manners, along with every push, shove and all naughty doings. Each night I'll magically fly back to the North Pole, and place my report! Then, I'll return here to your house, and move to a new scouting spot! I'll tend to pick a fun location, and it'll be a game for you to find me each morning! But first, two rules are a must.

1. You cannot touch me, or I will lose my magic.

2.You must name me, or else I won't have the believer's magic I need to get to the North Pole!

Follow my directions and this holiday season will be filled with joy. I can't wait!

Merry Christmas,

Your New Elf Friend"

          "Let's name him Buddy!" Maryellen declared.

          "No, Alladin!" Ruthie protested.

         "I like Candy Cane!" Callista said.

      In the end, it was decided that all the suggested names would be written on small scraps of paper, and mixed together in a pile. I blindly drew a name, and so, it was decided, The Sunshine Dollies' elf's name is Sammy!

     Doll-days are, as everyone knows, shorter than human ones. So, this Sunday, Sammy has gifted the girls with quite a few fun-filled mornings. Here they are!

Apparently, Sammy is a violinist!

Hanging out with Minnie Mouse...

That looks uncomfortable! 

 

Enjoying an indoor summer-day, complete with fruit kabobs, a beach chair, and a coconut drink.

Someone has borrowed Leah's snorkeling gear!

Peeking out of the violin case; I guess he really likes instruments!

"S.S Elf" Sammy is a sailor!

    As you can see, the Sunshine Dollies have had an extremely fun kick-off to the holiday season. I too am totally looking forward to Christmas! It's so much fun! We don't have our tree out yet, but I want it up and decorated ASAP! Have you guys started preparing for Christmas? Have you maybe even had an elf arrive to celebrate with you, as the dolls have? Please comment, answer my questions, and tell me what you thought of this post! It was so much fun to make! Thanks for visiting The Sunshine Dollies! See you later, ba-bye!

At Home Doll Hospital ; Saige

Hello Sunshines! 

Today I'm going to show you how my doll Saige's hair went from...

This. >-<

To this! :D

So, you may be wondering...

HOW THE HECK DID HER HAIR GET LIKE THAT??? WAS SHE ATTACKED?

Why yes, she was. Over a year ago, I took dear Saige to my dad's house. My dad has a german shepherd. That german shepherd loves chewing. One night, I came home to find this doll in the jaws of Gunner, the dog, stuffing spilling out. 

I have since admitted Saige to the AG doll hospital, where they replaced her torso. (Which had a gaping hole in it.) However, Saige's hair was still a big problem. Damaged by slobber and sharp teeth, it has been a MESS for quite a while now. 

Mess, no more!

Here's how I did it.

Saige and the supplies:

Dove conditioner (it's super gentle)

Water spray

Towel

Container with water

Brush

First, this was the big part. I mixed to Dove conditioner into the water, making a kind of gross-looking solution. Then, I dunked Saige's hair in it. I started with the tips, and scrubbed the hair thoroughly. I worked my way up to the top eventually, stopping before I reached her wig-cap. 

After letting her hair soak for 20 minutes or so, I took it out, and dried it with the towel. I laid Saige down with a AG hairstyling cape over her to keep the damp hair from damaging her cloth body.

Next, I cut her hair. *cue the gasps of terror* I didn't cut much, but the ends were rather unrepairable, so they had to go. 

Her hair is a tad uneven here, I later trimmed it better. I actually much prefer Saige with shorter hair.

I wrapped her hair up in curl-buns. You can find he full tutorial on this awesome curling technique HERE! It's really a miracle. It can tame and renew even the most ruined of curls. (Even though it looks weird.)

WOO HOO! Bouncy, silky, soft, strong curls!

Saige is thrilled to be beautiful again.

Look at the difference!!!

Bye-bye sunshines!

Do you like Saige's new look? I think this almost calls for a new name... ha ha! Do you guys have any ideas? I'm always open to name suggestions. Fun Fact: Maddie @ Dolls On My Mind named Astrid!

November Blogger Of The Month

Hello!
Can you believe it's already November? I am in disbelief! I can't wait for Thanksgiving, pumpkin-everything, cinnamon, and sweater-weather! It's so great! Fall is not my favorite season, but I want to embrace it nonetheless. Along with the new month comes fresh traditions, fun things to look forward to, and- oh! Blogger of the month! Today I'd like to recognize yet another blogger for their wonderfulness. (Yup, that's a word.) And who is worthy of this great honor... Well, it is...

Madi! From the Delightful World Of Dolls! Visit her stupendous blog by clicking here! I believe Madi deserves this small award for a multitude of reasons. One is that she is approaching her FOUR YEAR BLOGIVERSERY! 4 years is quite a long while to be blogging. I think she deserves some credit for that! Also, Madi obviously puts a whole lot of effort into her posts. With high-quality photos, skillfully edited covers, and an up-to-date sidebar, Madi clearly works hard on her blog. Madi is a skilled, flawless blogger, and I'd like to acknowledge her. Congratulations, you are the Sunshine Dollies hand-picked blogger of the month! :D
Thanks for reading, Ba-bye!

P.S: I edited the "About Me" page, and now it's not 2-years behind! Go check it out!

Middle School... It Stinks

Hello!

Today's a pretty funny post. I FINALLY GOT MY PHOTOS TO UPLOAD! I've had this ready for oh... 2 weeks? Ugh. Anywho, I rounded up all the middle school girls of the dollhouse, seperated them into 6th, 7th, and 8th grade, and they are here to talk to you about why middle school is pretty much the worst place and time in the universe. Shall we?

Here are all the girls together. From left to right: Callista, Saige, Loralie, Grace, and Leah.

First, Callista and Grace, the 6th graders, will talk.

Callista: I think 6th grade is honestly pretty great. It's exciting! We're not in elementary school, we're teenagers now, and we don't walk in lines! Yippee!

Grace: 6th grade sucks. All through elementary school, we worked our ways up to the top of the totem pole, just to be smacked right down, back to the bottom. All the 7th and 8th graders refer to us as the "little 6th graders" and I'm sick of it. 6th graders are NOT little! We are just as mature and capable of independence as everyone else. 

Next up is 7th grade.

(My grade!)

Lea: In 7th grade, a lot of "pretty pressure" starts, and you begin to feel the unnatural need to raise these dangerous weapons known as curling irons to your head. Pain is beauty!

Loralie: Make-up is a thing, too. Girls attempt to paint on their faces, and some unfortunately clumsy-handed girls soon end up looking rather like raccoons. 

In  7th grade, dating occurs in its stupidest form. Let's pretend Leah is a dude, and we shall demonstrate the idiotic "asking out" ritual.

Bob(Leah): Pssst; Kennedy!

Loralie: Uh- yes?

Bob: Jerry asked Steve if Billy'd ask Marvin to ask me to ask you if you'll go to the dance with him.

Kennedy: Er... sure?

Bob: Great! You can make the announcement that you're dating at lunch today.

Kennedy: Uh... excuse me?

As you can see, it's all a huge waste of time.

Next up, 8th graders! Or, Saige and a highly-experienced freshman.

Saige: 8th grade is great. We're at the top! I feel like in 6th grade, you're weird. In 7th grade, you're weirder, and in 8th grade, you've finally matured a bit.

Astrid: I suppose you've matured a bit as an 8th grader, but you think you have much more than you actually have. You think you're all so cool, with your eyeliner and lockers, but really, you're still just kids. 

Saige: HEEEEEYYYY! WHY I OTTA-

And that concludes our trip through middle school. Thanks for reading, comment what you think, because this took forever. Ba-bye!

SAIGE, QUIT STRANGLING ASTRID!

ASTRID- WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!