He has decided to invent a prescription windshield for drivers who are visually challenged but need a break from their eyeglasses.

Normally I try really hard to make sure that all of the birthday festivities in our family happen on the exact birthday for each kidlet.  This year, however, Grandma Kathy was leaving on Sunday, Dr. Peds was leaving on Monday, and Mr. TOF’s actual birthday was on Tuesday.  Mr. TOF…

The Banana invited a friend from the neighborhood to come along, and we headed to the sandy beach last Sunday evening.  YaYa was at youth group and Dr. Peds was packing for a camping trip to the Boundary Waters.  Although it wasn’t windy in our neighborhood, a breeze was pushing…

Mr. TOF and I were at the beach, just the two of us.  He looked over at me. Mr. TOF:  Mom, what kind of job DID you have before you had kids. Me:  Well, I was a teacher at a school.  I taught kids to write better and read better,…

  We were sitting outside at our neighbor’s house, and it was time to clean up.  My sweet husband said, “I’ll help clean up.  It’s Sunday night.  You go to the beach.”  Mr. TOF was the only kid home, so I turned to my neighbor and asked it it would…

On the last day of soccer, Mr. Trouble on Feet’s two coaches decided to have a scrimmage between his team, maroon, and their partner team, blue.  Mr. TOF was so happy to play in a real soccer game!  He zipped around the field kicking, dribbling and scoring goals.  He was…

I have no pictures of the big fire in the pit that started to burn at 4:00 a.m. It was reportedly set a blaze during a pre-morning donut party.  The pig was prepped and wrapped in banana leaves, and lay in it’s steamy grave.  I was happily sleeping through all…

Months ago plans were laid for what has now become the annual neighborhood “Liberty Luau,”  when some of our closest friends get together, dig a pit in one backyard and host a party at the top of the hill in another neighbor’s yard on the Fourth of July.  Lawns were…

Because we were up super late the night before, Mr. Trouble on Feet slept in on the Fourth of July, waking just in time to get his bike decorated before we headed down to the corner to set up for the kid parade.  I thought I was being so wise…