Many fine folks read this blog who are not “Little House” obsessed. Many people enjoy the books, or even the television series, and maintain enough of an interest to follow a blog like this one without letting “Little House” take over their lives.
But I’d venture to say there are quite a few others of you who are certifiably “Little House” obsessed. It’s always so refreshing to voice your obsessions with others who totally get it, especially when most of us may have spent much of our lives feeling like we were the only ones.
But what qualifies one as obsessed? I thought it might be a lot of fun to make a list together. Add a great reason taken from your own life in the comments — and feel free to comment multiple times throughout the conversation to tell additional stories!
I had one of these moments just this week, so I’ll start.
You know you’re “Little House” obsessed when…
…you have a good heartbreaking cry with your child over the supposed death of a dog who lived 150 years ago — even though you know the dog was perfectly fine!!! (Little House on the Prairie, “Crossing the Creek”) (And yes, after sobbing through the chapter together and attempting unsuccessfully to comfort her, I had to read the next one so she wouldn’t have to go to bed distraught! This chapter never bothered me as a child! I think I’ve made the Ingalls family a bit too live and personal!!)