When I was little, we (my siblings and I) had a dolls house. We often played with it. One day, some of our dolls had been gone. We couldn’t find them, whereever we were looking for. We became very helpless and sad. How could we play in the dolls house without our precious dolls? Days later our grandma discovered them.  Our little brother had played in the house and hidden the dolls in the fridge of the dolls kitchen. We were very happy, but also a bit angry on our brother. True story for the lost doll giveaway at Fröken Skicklig.