Some things never change

We've been watching the entire series of Little House on the Prairie courtesy of Netflix as a family. I am utterly and completely hooked and find myself thinking about it during the day, excitedly anticipating the next time we will sit down together for another episode of Ma, Pa, Mary, Laura, Carrie, Mrs. Beetle, Isaiah, and those naughty naughty Olson kids. It's become a huge nice major little addiction adventure for me to enjoy this with my children like I did as a child, (when I was totally obsessed with the show. SO unlike now.) **Confession** Last night I got out our camping coffee pot to make stove top coffee just like Ma does. It was awesome. **Heads up** If you see me out someplace softly speaking, imparting important life lessons with the utmost tenderness and patience to my young ones as they nod their heads and reply "yes ma," to me, the woman sporting a floor length pioneer style dress with an apron and a bonnet on my head, you'll know why. There is everything nothing wrong with that at all.