This past weekend, we took a little trip to Mansfield, MO.  It was a great trip.  We left KC in the morning, and arrived in the early afternoon.

First, we visited the home of Laura Ingalls Wilder.  Click HERE to see their web site.  I forgot to take photos, except of family.  So, you only get this one.

We didn’t know what kind of lizard it was.  But he seemed to be enjoying himself.

Any way, we really found the house interesting.  This was where Laura Ingalls Wilder wrote her books, and she lived there for about 40 years, until she died.

I really didn’t know very much about Laura Ingalls Wilder.  I just remembered reading Little House in the Big Woods and Little House on the Prarie.  Also, any one growing up in the 70’s watchd Little House on the Prarie, with Melissa Gilbert.

The house was very odd, because it was build one room at a time.  Apparently, the first year they were there, they lived in a one-room log cabin that was already on their farm.  The next year, they added a room, which was a kitchen.  The log cabin isn’t there any more.  Anyway, the year after that, they moved the kitchen to a new site (on skids) and added an additional room. They kept adding rooms, over time, as they got the money to do so.   It took them 17 years to build the house.  The house was very solid.  The wood was very thick, at least on the banisters and wall trim.   It was interesting that all of the utilities, like the hot water heater, gas lines, etc. were all out in the open.  For instance, the hot water heater was in a corner of the bathroom.  I guess, since they didn’t originally have a hot water heater, that was how things were done.  It was sort of like visiting Hurst Mansion in CA, where they had naked electric light bulbs out every where.  Just not what we are used to these days.

One thing that really caught my attention was how tiny Laura was.  She was only about 4′ 7″.  You could see that because everything was very low (for us), because it was built to fit her.  For example, she had a baking station that didn’t even come up to my hip.

After that, we were so tired we went to our hotel.  Sunday, we went to the Spring Planting Festival, at Baker Creek Seed.  I’ll report on that later.