Last week Momma took me to the library. We got two more Ramona the Pest books. She also picked up one that I hadn't heard about called Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I had seen a snippet of the TV show the week before, which is why she thought of it I think. The book has a lot, a lot, a lot of pages. Over 300! But because there are little drawings throughout I'm hanging in there. Momma told me that the book takes place in Kansas, which is near where Grandma KC and Papa live, but long before Kansas City was the big city it is today.
There have been so many exciting chapters so far. There was the chapter where Pa saved the horses pulling the wagon through the overflowing creek. Their dog, Jack, got left behind! I couldn't understand why Pa wouldn't go back and find Jack. It made me feel better when Laura asked Pa about dogs going to heaven. But then Jack returned. The book tried to trick me into thinking Jack was a wild animal sneaking up on their camp, but I knew it was him.
Last night we read about the pack of 50 wolves surrounding the house. Momma had told me this was coming and explained that everything turned out alright in the end. It was an exciting chapter. I was worried about Jack again and was glad the family had strong walls around them to protect them.
Every morning I've asked Momma to read just a little bit more of the story. I get two chapters read in the evening and one chapter read in the morning. I wiggle around a lot and occasionally stop listening to sing little songs under my breath and goof around. That's when Momma replaces the bookmark and shuts the book for later. There are just so many words, words, words.
