My grandparents were building this together as a hobby many years ago, then gave it to my mother to finish. I inherited it today. I didn’t realize until my mother brought it down how much I had missed it. As a child I dreamed about finishing it, but had no idea how. Well, let me tell you, the boxes of craft supplies and dressers full of fabric I have amassed over the years in my basement have been waiting their whole lives for this moment. The house comes with a dusty box of materials, and a few miniature furniture building kits. Maybe it is because I had a migraine last night and I’m always a little maudlin and profoundly grateful afterwards….but, oh, this house is a treasure. Oh, my heart.