I love my dollhouse.
By Darlene
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to be the closest person to me in my life.For most little girls, this isn’t very surprising since there usually is an excellent bond between grandmother and grandchild. But, our case was special because she lived over a thousand miles away from me. Every time my family went to visit my grandparents my grandmother would have bought me a new dollhouse. They were usually high quality wooden dollhouses but sometimes they were a dollhouse kit, or on a rare occasion some dollhouse accessories. I still have every dollhouse that she gave me to this day.