little house

Today we took Yoda to Pepin, Wisconsin. She asked to go, she's been begging to go for about two months.  You might ask why - her dad did, and he had a point. I mean, as far as attractions go, or even Burger Kings, you aren't gonna find much in Pepin.

Go ahead, Google it - we'll wait.

If you happen to be a history buff, you already know what she was so excited about. Pepin, is the home to THE Little House in The Big Woods, the one made famous by Laura Ingalls Wilder. Although we are already on book three (On The Banks Of Plum Creek), and deep in the drama created by that nasty Nellie Oleson, Yoda was thrilled to pretend to be Laura, dole out roles to the rest of us (Ma, Pa and Mary) and play in the woods she's read so much about.

We stopped to gather stones on the shore of Lake Pepin (just like Laura), then we stopped at the local museum to sit in an olden times school room, write with a slate pencil, and buy a bonnet and "penny" candy (just like Laura), then it was off to the actual cabin, where we played in the attic, gathered leaves,  and ran through the woods (just like Laura).

After 12 months of Anna and Elsa and Let It Go, I must admit, that this is a nice break.