So, my youngest sister is in love with little house on the prarie right now and it can be very funny. She and her friends dress up in their cute little outfits and pretend to be Laura and Mary Ingalls. It's easy to watch them and wonder what they see in it, but what I would like to know is if maybe they have a point. Our modern world has so many worries and distrations that it's too easy to fall into the hustle and bustle of everyday chaos. Adults sometimes scoff at kids pretending, but I think we pretend just as much if not more than they do. I think it would be nice to live in a time when life was, not simpler, but less complex if that makes sense. A time when a persons word was all you needed to know they were telling the truth. When objects weren't everything. That would be awsome I think.