These are the pictures of the dollhouse my parents put together from a kit for my sister and I (this is technically my sister's, but they looked the same.). My dad figured out the neat magnet trick for making the doors swing close. And he stained the whole thing. There are tiny pictures on the walls, including a picture of each of us at the time we received it (Sister was 3, I was 5). The furniture is packed away in boxes somewhere unfortunately.