In the middle of the afternoon, Auntie Jennifer and I bundled up all the little people and headed outside.  While the others piled into the ranger for a little ride around the farm, Mr. TOF wanted to head straight over to look at the cows.  We found cows of all…

How to Take Pictures of your uncooperative mother:  Trap her while she’s cutting up a ham. When she gives you that look, the one that says “Get lost or else, and you’d better start listening to me right now!” remind her that you are almost 37 years old, and sympathize…

After school on Wednesday we headed out (through some crazy snow) for North Dakota, and after a long, dark drive, finally arrived at the my parents’ farm an hour after midnight, or so.  The next morning excited kidlets were up and bouncing around, giving their grandma hugs.  They’d actually never…

  She said to me the other day, “I’m not necessarily planning on being a teacher, but if I had my own classroom, I’d get rid of all of the desks and buy a few of those $8 couches from the thrift store, the really wild and colorful ones, so…

Breakfast in the bathtub!  Mr. SP chose donuts, much to the delight of everyone involved.  He likes Bavarian Cream.  So do I.  Everyone liked the choices. Immediately after finishing breakfast, we headed to the dining room for present opening.  There were many wonderful treasures: clothes, books, National Geographic Magazine!, headphones,…

On the table, Tuesday at 2:00 mismatched 4T socks:  one Batman, one navy with an orange star an unwrapped pediatric journal fresh from the mailman a basket filled to the brim with books of poetry, Bibles, and devotions (to be read out loud while people are finishing their food) a…

The crown we made for Thursday music class bit the dust, so we made another on Friday morning with crayons and fun tape.  Then, somehow we completely forgot to take it to class!  Luckily one of Mr. TOF’s friends had made an extra crown and shared it with him.  

Every Wednesday I load one, two, or three kids up in the van and we pick up YaYa from school and take her to oboe lessons.  Sometimes, if Dr. Peds is working, Mr. TOF stays home, and Mr. SP stays home to work on homework whenever he can because the…

We were standing next to the back door.  Mr. Sneaky Pants ready to leave to celebrate a friend’s birthday.   Me:  Did you brush your teeth? Mr. SP:  Yep. Me:  Are your shoes dry now? Mr. SP:  Yep. Me:  Is that shirt clean?  It looks like there is some stuff smeared on…

Me:  You need to stop growing! Mr. TOF:  I can’t stop.  God makes me grow. Me:  Well, I like you this size. Mr. TOF:  But Mama, God making my head grow and grow and when my head is really big, when I have a big head, I be a Mama!