My DD, now 12, has three AGs (I think). They live in her closet in an amazing little condo-style setup that still gets playtime. They have Kit's bed, plus some other kind of pullout; Kit's stove and all the fixin's to keep them fed, a dog and a cat, a guitar for sing-a-longs, and a get-well kit in case someone breaks a leg.
This is the accumulation of many years of birthdays and Christmas gifts. Since we live in Canada, it meant sending our relatives on crazy excursions whenever they were in the right U.S. city. This included getting Grandpa (who would never have dreamed of setting foot in such a store) having a most fascinating experience when he happened to be in Minneapolis and visited the store at the Mall of the Americas. I told him to take his list to the first customer service person he saw, and let them do all the work for him!
He brought the stove back, and had an interesting time getting it through the security machines at the airport! It's solid metal, and after running it through a couple of times, they finally unpacked his bag. They took one look at the stove, another look at Grandpa, and then without a word just waved him through!