“At first the splashes of cream showed thick and smooth….After a long time, they began to look grainy. Then Ma churned more slowly, and on the dash there began to appear tiny grains of yellow butter.” Little House in the Big Woods In Little House in the Big Woods, Laura recalls how she and Mary…
Little House on the Prairie Family Fun
Laura Ingalls Wilder’s stories show us the value of family togetherness. This Family Fun section brings you games, activities, party ideas and more inspired by Little House on the Prairie. Browse all the Lifestyle articles in this index.
Make Your Own Corn Cob Dolls DIY
“Mary was bigger than Laura, and she had a rag doll named Nettie. Laura had only a corncob wrapped in a handkerchief, but it was a good doll. It was named Susan. It wasn’t Susan’s fault that she was only a corncob.” Little House in the Big Woods In Little House in the…
Little House on the Prairie Inspired Family Picnic
“I am beginning to learn that it is the sweet simple things of life which are the real ones after all.” Laura Ingalls Wilder When I think about the simple things in life, I picture lazy days spent in the sunshine, and summer picnics with my family. An old-fashioned picnic is the perfect time to…
Pioneer Era Games Laura Ingalls May Have Played
Have you ever wondered what games pioneer children played? Laura Ingalls Wilder describes many games and activities in her books, and research shows us a few other games that children played during this era. Here you’ll see a full list of games and activities from the “Pioneer Era” that require either easily made items or…
How to Throw a Little House on the Prairie Birthday Party
My kiddos love “Little House on the Prairie”. When it comes to television entertainment, I am always cautious about what my children are watching. I relax when I hear the “Little House on the Prairie” theme song and see Laura Ingalls skipping through the fields as they start to watch the next episode. These timeless…
Six Can’t-Miss Things to Do and See in De Smet, South Dakota
In my younger years—with no husband in sight—I joked that whomever I married must be willing to take a honeymoon trip to all of the Little House sites. When I did find my own “beau,” he was, ironically, a farmer—quite a foreigner to this suburban Boston girl. Although love was the catalyst for relocating from…