• Bad Egg

      Guess who got the Vaseline egg AGAIN?  To make things even funnier, it was the very first egg she opened. Late in the day on Easter Sunday we held the big kid egg hunt   Mr. TOF was still napping, and that’s OK because he doesn’t really understand the…

  • Pesky Boy

    Warning:  This story is just a little bit horrible, but a little bit funny too. Disclaimer:  I wasn’t present for any of the plot, so what I am writing is my secondhand understanding of what was told to me while I was cooking scrambled eggs for supper tonight. From what…

  • Easter Morning

    Easter is one of my very favorite holidays, along with Thanksgiving.  Often we travel back to North Dakota for Easter when it aligns with one of our big breaks from school, but this year it did not, so we stayed put.  Because I love Easter music and especially Easter hymns,…

  • The Third Annual Piano Party

    This year’s piano party was scheduled for the Monday after we got back from our weekend with cousins in Minneapolis.  Unfortunately, it was a snowy day, which prevented some students from being able to come to the party, and a few more were sick, but the students that did come…

  • Many Random Things I Want to Remember

    I hadn’t been to the beach for weeks, and tonight we had the opportunity to go down the hill.  The ice was beautiful:  layers and shards and piles and shapes of all sorts.  More pictures are coming, although really, pictures could never do it justice, especially since there was a…

  • Last Week

    Me:  OK, time to take a shower! Mr. SP:  You’re just trying to win some kind of award for having the best smelling kids.

  • Mess of the Week: The Appliance Edition

    Perhaps its the first time on this blog that the mess of the week was not created by a toddler.  It was not created by a preschooler.  It was not even created by a kindergartener.  This edition of Mess of the Week comes to you courtesy of the preteen in…

  • A Weekend with Cousins

    After Saturday breakfast in Grandma Kathy’s room, the kids all went to Auntie Dot’s room, where they played with tractors and watched extreme skiing (crazy people in New Zealand zooming down vertical rock faces on the peaks of a jagged mountain range).  We were all waiting for the Iowa cousins…