Every time our Dad or our dad would ask myself and others what I wanted for Christmas, I would tell them I wanted to dollhouse.
I repeated this request 3 years in a row, and then one Christmas, I woke up to have a great new dollhouse sitting in our dining room, then my Dad came up and she looked at the dollhouse and nearly cried at how great it looked… She asked myself and others what kind of furniture I wanted in our house, and I told her I wanted natural wood furniture.
She kind of chuckled and told myself and others that it was just the dollhouse, and most of the furniture would really be plastic, but this did not make myself and others glad, and I told her once again that I wanted natural wood furniture. She smiled and said she would talk to daddy about that. I heard her saying something to our dad about the wood furniture and she did not seem one bit upset with our request, then over the next six months, every time she went to the store she would bring myself and others beach home a piece of furniture that would fit into our dollhouse, then everything was natural wood and it shined care about layers of wax had been applied to it. There was a rocking chair in the dining room and the dining room had a wood bed with a cloth canopy hanging over it. Even the lavatory had a natural wood dry sink. I was cheerful with that dollhouse, and I kept it in pristine condition. I knew that someday when our child was six, I would supply that dollhouse and all the wood furniture to her.