The very first dollhouse I ever fell in love with belonged to my dear friend Mrs. Camp. She owned the Beacon Hill dollhouse from Greenleaf. One Christmas I asked my parents for a dollhouse. But it had to be a specific one and no other would do. Yup, I asked for the Beacon Hill dollhouse. This put my mother under a bit of stress because the local hobby shop could not guarantee that particular house would be available for Christmas.
Our family has always enjoyed the tradition of opening our Christmas gifts Christmas Eve in the evening after dinner. We would have dinner then as tradition would have it, all the kids would have to go into one room, as my mother would finish wrapping her gifts. On this particular year when we came out of the room and into the living room where the Christmas tree was standing I noticed there was no dollhouse under, beside or anywhere in the room for that matter. Well I guess my face showed that my heart had dropped. My mother immediately asked me to fetch her sweater in her room because she felt chilly. So off I went. Well I was in for a surprise. There, under the sweater was the box kit for the Beacon Hill dollhouse! I don’t think my feet touched the ground for the rest of the evening. What a wonderful Christmas! Naturally I called Mrs. Camp right away to tell her me good news!
Looking back I am a bit ashamed of myself. I did not realize until I was older how much these dollhouse kits actually cost. And even though I received my dollhouse, as a kid I sort of wished it was already put together so I could play with it right away. Thankfully I have grown up and matured (I now know just how much work is involved in putting together a dollhouse) but I still have a soft spot for miniatures. And Christmas time for me always brings memories of going to Mrs. Camp’s house on Christmas Eve (which I still do) and Beacon Hill.
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