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#9 the best day of my life


don't travel too far, my granny says, yoko and her parents are visiting us today!
my friend yoko is the most lucky girl ever. her mom is a doll maker and she has all the dolls she wants! and her dad makes her all the wooden toys she needs. and she has no twins around! oh my, i would like so much to have her parents. mine are writers and i must keep quiet when they work. well, mom is a writer and dad draws the images of the books. 

yoko is a traveller and we could compare our experiences but she also is very curious to know everything about merovee.
then merovee arrived and she told me in my ear i was a very lucky gal!

 — i have an idea, she says, it's a perfect day to get married! i can be the celebrant!

et voilà, we are just married! yoko asked the questions and we both answered yes! finally, it's not complicated at all.

then we played hide and seek and it was time to leave for honeymoon.

— grandmother, grandfather, we are just married and we are leaving on honeymoon, i yelled the most loud i could.

— perfect timing, grandfather says, because tomorrow, three monkeys will visit us, you see who i mean…


#8 long is the road

have you ever been in love? my grandmother says i'm in love because i want to spend the rest of my live with my prince charming. and i think of him all the time. 
and this morning, i almost forget to eat my breakfast.

she told me it happened the same thing when she met my grandfather. 

by the way, my charming prince has a king name. merovee was a very famous one!
oh gosh, i would like so much to be a queen. i'd be pretty good i guess.
of course we have to train so we decide to travel because a queen and a king have to visit other kings and queens. happily i have a bike, we go faster!

on monday, we biked to the north pole! it's very cold there, and i wore a hat and a coat. we had to visit santa claus because merovee would like to get his own bike for christmas.

on tuesday, we made a trip to england. the grass was very green but we didn't meet the queen, she was on vacation!

the day after, we arrived in Tasmania and visited my aunt Jenny who is the first lady of the land. she baked cupcakes, apple pies and we also ate pancakes with marmalade. and of course, she read us stories.

i don't remember the country we visited on thursday, but there was a dark forest filled with wolves, tigers and bears.  well, i'm a good biker and we escaped all the dangers but merovee couldn't seat in the trailer because snakes tried to bite his feet. the king looked fierce and we didn't stop because he looked at the candies we brought from tasmania!

then we arrived in eire. they have no queen and no king but very funny drinks. some bubble and twinkle the nose. and after you feel very hot and all you can do is  searching four-leaves clovers. whatever, it was good to rest after such a long trip around the world and we had a happy friday!

and saturday? hehe, guess what we'll do on saturday…


#7 short and stout

oh my goodness! i saw the ogre living on the other side of the hedge and my heart stopped. i really had to be sure.
— grandfather grandfather, come silently and tell me if it's a dangerous ogre, i yelled.
and do you know what my grandfather said? the handsome boy is not an ogre but a prince charming waiting for his short and stout princess!
it changes everything!!! because you know what? I AM SHORT AND STOUT!
do you want a proof?

hehe! i'm in an excellent mood. and when i'm in an excellent mood, i love to sing the teapot song and beat the ground with the old clogs.
i make 'clang clang clong boomboom' and it makes me the happiest girl of the universe.

i use to run and say "catch me if you want some tea" and my grandfather who runs fast catches me and says "yumyum a big cup of tea" and it makes me giggles. 

— who wants a large cup of tea, i yelled the most loud i could, and i sang again the teapot song.

oh my god, oh my god, look at who is arriving… 

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#6 merovee

i never know what to do since we changed of house. mom and dad say it's the most perfect house ever, but everything goes wrong here. 
all my stuffs are stuck in boxes, the playroom smells paint and i have the yellow bedroom because they say the pink one will be a nursery for the new baby. i wonder which new baby they were talking of…

so i talk to the gravel near the porch. each stone has its name and its very own place. i take care of them but they don't take care of me. and that's very sad!

and the garden is scary! a monster or something moans and groans around and i'm afraid for my life.

mom and dad say the monster is short and stout and i should try to make friend with him. i'm sure they try to get rid of me and keep the yellow room for the new baby, who knows…

the best thing to do is to climb the old tree and wait… wait…

but suddenly, i saw a girl over the hedge. oh my goodness, such a beautiful girl! almost an angel with her pure voice! she was singing with her whole heart and dancing with her country clogs, and had no clue about the monster.

i couldn't let her in danger and yelled "hey you, be careful, i heard a monster in your garden this morning…"

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#5 the proper equipment

who can be singing so close of the house? i don't like that. maybe a thief? but usually thieves are very discreet. or maybe a smart thief looking cool and irreproachable? the most dangerous kind… or an ogre? 

everybody knows ogres love to eat chubby children.  i think i'm skinny, but just in case i'd be chubby, i'd rather wear my cherry dress!

advantage #1: ogres don't eat fruits!
advantage #2: a good spy must be invisible! and since the best place to spy is the cherry tree, the best way to be invisible in a cherry tree is 
to look like a cherry! i'm sure nobody can see me now!

what is that? i can't see very well, but what do you think? an ogre? a robber?

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#4 the magical dress

i am not usually a morning person, but when i opened the eyes and remembered i was at my grandparents's home, i woke up like a spitfire and jumped into my tartan dress!— good morning grandfather, good morning grandmother, i yelled (this way they can hear me even if they are chatting together!), it smells tea, fresh brioches and marmalade!

HOHO, grandfather said, you took your magical dress!
that's why i slept like a log last night!

i'm so glad my dress still works despite mommy washed it! it's my ghosthunter dress!
it looks unbelievable, but each time i have my dress, even if i just carry it in my suitcase, all the ghosts of the house leave. Pffff, they are so scared they move somewhere else!

— come on grandfather, let's check in the attic.

wait a minute, young lady, granny louise says, you must wear your hap, it's cold upstairs. and be careful it's dusty.

that's funny because my grandmother always say this about the attic, but she never cleans the dust. maybe ghosts like dust, after all…

me and grandfather, we searched everywhere, actually no ghost at all! even not a tiny one. even the fierce dinosaure keeps quiet in his cage when he sees me! my dress is really so magical! 

— show me your hands, grandfather said, ok, that's fine! some chocolate for my ghosthunter? and he pull of his pocket two bars of my favorite chocolate! 

hehe, do you know why i'm giggling? because i'm thinking of the twins and i'm sure they'd be jealous of me!

— shhhhh, listen to that song outside, grandpa said. i wonder who it is…

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and yes, we finally arrived by my grandparents. "Mom and dad", mommy says. you don't know them but i love them so hard and they always say i'm the best little girl ever. 

the only thing i dislike here is a photo of me and the twins… but well, i'm too polite to say anything…

— albert, granny said, you should show noyale her gift while i prepare some soup…

a gift for me a gift for me 
a gift for me a gift for me

grandfather and grandmother always make the best gifts. i just have to think very hard to a gift and they guess it.

but today i almost faint: A TRICYCLE! just for me and piper! 
the garden is so huge that i really needed a vehicle!

i hugged my grandfather as much as could and began to ride all around the place. it's like a jungle with flowers, trees, eatable things and wild animals…
but i can escape with my bike now!

nini was on the clog not to wet her butt… she's a very wise rabbit! come on nini, we'll make a trip around the garden.

My grandparents use to smile when they look at me. and grandpa had a large crooked smile when he told grandma "Louise, i think our noyale picked up the only pumpkin of the garden to feed her plush rabbit…"

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i'm not a whining girl and finally decided to dry my eyes and change my dress. dungarees are more convenient than any embroidered dress for fight! first thing has been to punch baudouin's nose! and believe me it's was very good! he was so surprised he couldn't say anything, ha!

then i bit philiberte's arm. she deserved it! oh no, not her hands, they looked dirty.
she's so much a liar that she yelled "mister daddy of aldegonde, noyale bit my LEG". i swear, she said "leg" and showed dad her leg! she's really not trustworthy!

whatever happens, dad is in the twins team! and you know what he said?
"hey you puppy go in your room right now!" PUP-PY! you can imagine the three nasty ugly ones rolling on the floor… 

happily, mummy is a fairy and heard my thoughts. you know how it works: you think very hard to something and it finally happens.
"what would you say of vacations by your grandparents, she said. at least the rascals won't pest you there! and daddy needs your help". each time she calls grandfather 'daddy' it makes me giggle.

best day of my life i swear! even piper was dancing on the bed. i packed all my things, because i probably won't be back never never ever. 

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they call me poopy

nothing comes with no reasons and all happened because my mommy likes french bread and croissants! and she likes it because her great grand-mother is french. it's in the genes (see, i love croissants too!)

this morning, we went to the bakery, and because i'm cute the baker looked at me and she said "oh quelle adorable poupée!"

alas, one billion times alas, the twins are on vacations and they come everywhere with me and mommy!
aldegonde started immediately: "what an adorable poopy", she said looking at me straight in the eyes! 

and of course baudoin was style "did you say poopy? what a lovely name for such a lovely pooh!"

and so on…
a misfortune never comes one at a time. do you know philiberte? she is a pest. very nasty with little girls like me! she's my sister's best friend and obviously, mommy invited her for vacations.

did i tell you about the twins? they jump on the beds, they say curse words, they ride my horse and steal my Piper. honestly, i'm sure they gonna be a pair of criminal persons! 

and you know what? they told philiberte she could call me poopy! all along the day, they squatted my room, jumped on my bed and were "oh poopy, what's your problem?"

pest! they made me cry and cry… even Piper cried with me and our kleenex was completely wet… life can be very unfair…

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