I don’t remember when it became a proper goal, but on New Year’s Day this year, I watched the first episode of Little House on the Prairie. Every day since, I’ve added another. Sixty days and sixty episodes in, I have (some doesn’t really feel like it scales) thoughts. Tonight, the most prominent of these is that I’m staring at the building blocks of my ethical core. How much of who I became at heart, do I owe to Laura Ingalls Wilder and Michael Landon?