Mr. Trouble on Feet is getting to be the perfect age for Little Poeple toys, I thought to myself.  I should bring those up and rotate them into the cabin room.  We have quite the collection of plastic goodness, after all, mostly the result of garage sales throughout YaYa’s preschool…

The weekend started Thursday night, and it ended this morning, Wednesday, when the bus finally picked the kidlets up for school.  To be fair, it was planned that the kidlets did not have school on Friday for end of the quarter and on Monday for Martin Luther King Day.  It…

It’s true that my daily photo project chronicled on Daily Snippets sometimes bogs me down.  It sometimes makes me crazy, like when I forget to take a picture entirely for a day or two, or when I look at the clock and realize it is eleven p.m., and I haven’t taken…

There are so many things I love about this girl, like how she will look through the recycling bin for all the girls clothing catalogs, like Hanna Andersson and Garnett Hill and Lands End, and examine them thoroughly, taking her time to look everything over on every page, and then…

Today three inches of dry, puffy snow floated down from the sky.  I was so happy to see it.  I love fresh snow, and wish we could have a little every day during winter.  If it’s going to be cold, it might as well be snowy, and I love fresh…

Yesterday morning, while I was supposed to be folding laundry and getting the house ready to teach lessons in during the afternoon and evening, Mr. Trouble on Feet and I decided to work on a little ice project. First of all, the idea for this project is not of my…

We did not tell the girls that they were going to the Father Daughter Ball at the very fancy Greysolon Ballroom on Friday night until the morning of the occasion.  We knew that the Banana would go out of her gourd with anticipation for the event, which the neighborhood dads…

I have some great posts planned, but today I’m recovering from a violent stomach flu, and I’m not quite finished editing the images that go along with the posts. The stomach flu has now ransacked exactly half of the members of our family.  It has a quick onset and some…

Before Christmas The Banana’s teacher asked her to write a story for the Young Author’s Conference.  The Banana came home and went right to work at the kitchen table in the middle of all the evening craziness and wrote this wonderful story with a beginning, middle and end.  For those…