Wednesday, April 11, 2012


I’ve always wanted to be a homesteader, living that romantic prairie lifestyle (of course ignoring Indian wars, prairie fires and influenza outbreaks).  
I think it was all those Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons episodes my mom made me watch as I was growing up.  I would spend hours outside playing like I was Laura Ingalls; dressed up in old skirts we’d find at thrift stores to use as costumes.  Pretending life was harder than the 21st century of convenience I was actually growing up in.  I would go to fetch my water (from the hose) and pretend to feed my cows, horses and chickens (our dogs and my little sister).  
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Oh how wonderful to know that I did influence my children! This is a true laugh out loud story.

1 comment:

Kyle said...

A great story!


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