We went to the Wilder Museum in Walnut Grove, MN, the neighboring town where my mother-in-law was raised. And someone else lived there for a few years, too, you may have heard of her: Laura Ingalls Wilder.
As a little girl I adored Laura Ingalls Wilder. Adored. I have a little bonnet someone made for me that I used to play pioneer girl in; it has now been passed on to my kids. My sister and I used to walk around the house with a blindfold on so we could experience what it may have felt like to be Laura's sister, Mary, who was blinded by an illness in childhood. (We also played piano with said blindfold on -- it takes practice but we got pretty good.) I read the entire Little House series something like 5 or 6 times between the ages of 8 and 18. I still have the entire set, ready and waiting to pass on to one of my kids once they show an interest.
We now have an interest.
Covered wagon, actual size. Pioneer wagons were 4'x10' and had to carry everything a family needed. |
Giddy-up, horsie! |
And a book.
She was a quarter of the way through by the time we made it back to Wayne's parents house 20 minutes away. She would've been further along but she had to share the stories with us along the way. I remembered lots of them as she recounted them: Pa mistakenly had a stand-off with a tree stump that he thought was a bear, Laura's corn cob doll, waking up with snow on the tops of her bed covers.
I now have an assignment this weekend: dig through the books I've saved in the basement and find my entire collection so she can begin book two.
I can't wait to share Laura's adventures with my girls.
Oh.. I just love it. I watched the TV show EVERY day after school. I never read the books, but decided some time back I was going to read all the books to Marly and Dean and take them to all the sites someday!
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