Monday, October 25, 2010
Nan tried to be a very good girl that first year in the sod house on the desolate western prairie. She picked beans and churned butter, carried water in a little bucket from the well Papa dug out back. She did her sums and learned her primer lessons without complaint. And late afternoons she held the new baby while Mama cooked for Papa.
Nan's efforts were rewarded that first snowy Christmas. Santa Claus finally brought her a DOLL!