My parents gave me the entire Little House On The Prairie DVD set for Christmas a few years ago.
It is one of my favorite gifts to date.
We started watching it as a family then, but the three little guys were really too little to get it, and we only made it the beginning of the 3rd season and then we kind of stopped watching it.
A few months ago we started back up.
Anytime we have a night when we are all home early enough, we sit down together to watch it.
Well, most of us.
Number 3 is totally over it. I guess that can happen when you are a dude and you turn 14.
So I watch it with Number 4, 5, 6, and 7.
If one of us isn’t home, we don’t watch it. It’s that special.
This is probably my favorite part of the day.
I love the ritual of sitting down with the kids.
We enact the one screen rule.
Nobody looks at phones or iPads or anything else.
We are all present in the moment with the Ingalls family.
While I love the ritual, there are so many things I love about the show.
I love it for what it reminds me of and teaches me, and I love it for what it teaches my kids.
The biggest lessons for me always come back to the same things.
Family is everything.
Cook food from scratch.
Be nice to people even when they aren’t kind to you.
Visit your neighbors.
You don’t need snacks.
Move your butt.
Manual labor is rewarding. And important.
Nature provides the best entertainment.
Simple is better.
I thought of this today as I was searching through a tangled mess of cords and chargers.
I hate cords and chargers.
They are necessary at times, but I’d love a couple days without them.
So I’m going to work on that.
Camp Little House On The Prairie will be enacted at some point during the summer.
Doesn’t that sound good?
I’ll let ya know what I come up with.
If you have any suggestions for Camp LHOTP, send ’em my way!