When Brett was little, he and his sister used to run up their hill after school so they wouldn't miss Little House on the Prairie. We have been checking the episodes out from the library to watch with Camille, taking a trip down memory lane. She calls the show, Little House on the Ferry, and on a recent trip to Canada, she played with a family on the ferry, and I thought she was talking about that family until she started calling them Ma and Pa. Then I knew. The other morning, she proceeded to say, Mom, you're Ma, Dad is Pa, I am Laura and Gabe you are the little boy who died. So much for the uplifting attitudes of the Ingalls rubbing off.
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