The Kimberly Crest house is reminiscent of Cinderella’s castle and its Italian style gardens contain flourishing magnolia trees that are more than 100 years old. With Xavier strapped to my chest I took a tour of this turn of the century French chateau this afternoon.
In such homes, where furnishings are left unchanged from the 1900s, it’s fascinating to see how petit and ornate everything was. From the chairs to the doors and the sofa, each piece is dainty and sweet. When did we find the need to make everything so big?
It was hard for me to completely enjoy the tour because I became deathly afraid that Xavier would spit-up on a priceless, antique carpet. I held his little sunhat under his mouth while he chewed on it. Can you imagine the humiliation had that happened? Thank goodness we made it out without complete embarrassment.