there are many great moments.... but, if I had to chose one of them, this one is unbeatable:
when I was a kid, I asked for the Victorian House... saying it could be a collective gift, or it could make for both my birthday and Christmas... I've asked for it for 5 years in a row, at every Christmas and every birthday... but I never got it (you would have thought that such a constancy would be noticed and rewarded, though... but...)...
when my husband (well he was my boyfriend at that time) and I moved together in our 1st appartment, in 2002, we had already a few Playmobils, Police things for him (as he had just begun the police school) and Farm things for me (I've been brought up in the countryside... and I'm fond of animals, cats especially...)...
Of course, the house was not in shops anymore, and we hadn't heard of auction sites yet... so, it was clear for me that, unless I'd found a time machine, I would never have it...
I didn't know that, going to make an inquiry in an old toy shop which had been robbed in a neigbouring town, my Titi would find a brand new 5300 mansion... he bought it directly, stored it at his job, brought it home when I was working...
On Christmas day, there was a huge pack in the living room for me... I really had no idea 'bout what it was... and, honestly, when I finally opened it, I cried in earnest... and jumped everywhere at the same time... since then, this house is my treasure, and I always pay much, much attention to it, and spend a lot of time rearranging things in it when we make a new dio.... I'm soooooo fond of it!!