October 20, 2013

I went back to the Laura Ingalls Wilder Museum


Apple trees (of course)

The farmhouse



My mom found it *fascinating*



So did my dad

A few years ago, I'd have issues with standing in front of a large crowd, as a grown person, and asking my mom to take my picture.  Blogging has changed all that.

The Rock House

Last time, Scott and I got a private tour. This time, there were lots of others.  

If you've read Little Town in the Ozarks, this is the house (the stone one) that Laura, Almanzo, and Rose lived in during the time they had to make the move to town for financial reasons.  Back then, it looked much different.
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4 1/2 years ago, Scott and I took a trip to Mansfield on our way to Ft. Sill, Oklahoma.  He humored me,  joked about the short kitchen counters (Laura was 4' 11"), and said he'd never go back.  I counted that as one of the best days of my life.  He and I are different like that.


This time around, I found out new information about Rose, genealogy, and I got some new reading material called The Wilder Life.  Reading this book has made me realize that I'm not alone; I've always had an unhealthy obsession with Laura Ingalls Wilder.  It began in 4th grade, and I'm pretty sure that's why 4th grade is still my favorite grade, both to remember and to teach (sorry, 2nd graders).  


We went to the cemetery and, for a split second, were worried we'd have to trample through the whole place in order to find what we were looking for.  No worries.


And in case you missed the first sign, there was a second.

Looking at that headstone there, does anyone remember Mrs. Rippee from the The Rose Years books (doubtful because I'm probably the only one who read them more than once)?  
That cemetery was like a character list.  I kept looking for Codays, hoping to come across Blanche, but I'm not sure what happened to her.  Information I found online says she was a year older than Rose and had 3 brothers.  That's the right Blanche, but the internet doesn't know where she ended up.

Anyway, expect more about this in the coming days.  I feel like I've got a lot to say.  And I made some of Laura's famous gingerbread.