Monday, May 14th: DRIVING TO KANSAS

We got up super early this morning to drive 10 hours to White water, Kansas.  We are taking  a little side trip to Independence, Kansas to see Laura Ingalls Wilders home (Little House on the prairie) .

I’m so glad that we decided to drive to Independence because we got to drive on Route 66 for awhile . . . . if we were just going straight to Whitewater, we would have missed Route 66, made famous by the Cars animated movie made by Disney.    As we drove there was a huge bill board advertising the Mule Trading Post and of course we just had to stop.   Lucky for us the store had a huge selection of Route 66 shirts.  We had a hard time choosing which one we wanted because they all were awesome.  It was such a funny hillbilly store because it was so old and run down, but they had great things to buy.

Brittany and Maddie had just woken up and they ran in to go to the bathroom and five minutes later they came back out laughing hysterically.  They told us their wonderful experience with the bathroom that actually had 2 toilets in it.  They walked in half asleep, sat down, looked over, and realized that they were both going to the bathroom right next to each other, and then they couldn’t stop laughing!  It is pretty funny!

We finally  made it to Independence, Kansas,  to see Laura Ingalls Wilders house, a small little replication of her original home.    The site was very cute and a little replica of her town.  It had an old post office, a one room school house, a general store, and the small little house. 

After we finished at Ms. Wilder’s farm, we drove 10 miles south to the border of Oklahoma just so we could say that we have been there!  Ha. . . the crazy things that we do!!  As we drove to the border of Oklahoma we saw a Sonic Burger in the little town . . . interesting but good for us because of course the kids wanted a Sonic Burger for dinner!!

Finally we arrived at Shelley’s sister’s house, visited for a while and got settled in with the RV plugged in at the front of their house.  As I was stepping out of the RV on my right foot , I stepped on their rounded curb, with flip flops on and twisted it right around the pinky toe, in the area of where I broke it.              OUCH . . . THAT HURT!!!  I could hardly walk on it . . . what did I do now???  Ugggg, what a drag!!!