Today we went to visit the Bluebonnets one last time.
Then we went to visit a living history farm. The farm belonged to a man by the name of Anson Jones and his family in the mid 19th century.
The kitchen.
The kids were obsessed with doing the laundry.
They went to play with the toys for a bit.
But quickly returned to laundry.
Had a visit with the rooster.
And more laundry.
If you hadn't guessed yet, I am now on the lookout for a washboard and some washbasins. I will also be lowering the laundry line in the backyard.
Caught Naia brushing her hair with a random 19th century brush.
The barn.
Slave quarters.
And a happy hog.
Upon leaving Naia said "I wish we could live here Mom."
"Me too, Naia. Me too."
...minus the slaves of course.