I never had a doll house when I was growing up. Because my mom was (and still is) a frustrated artist, she attempted to make one for me. But it remained unfinished, never to be used by a lonely only child like myself. Oh well. I never had many toys or play things so it’s not like I was missing anything. That’s probably why I took up reading.
If anyone wants to pay for a trip to Switzerland, maybe we can visit the Puppenhaus Museum in Basel. It’s the largest museum in Europe devoted to dollhouses and miniatures. They even have their own flickr!