• Scenes from the Cabin: Squirmy Walks!

    We spent the glorious weekend at Dr. Peds’ family’s cabin with all the cousins.  Before we left, Squirmy was tentatively taking a few steps, but while we were there he couldn’t resist being a part of all the action that was going on, and since he didn’t like the grass…

  • Floating the Boats

    I ordered some cork, knowing that my boat building kidlets would have a great time with it.  The day it came, they went right to work with the hot glue gun.  Only one minor little mishap with the hot glue ensued, and they had a terrific time working together making…

  • Having Fun

    The Sandbox has turned out to be Squirmy’s new favorite place in the yard.  He stood outside the box for the longest time, playing with the toys he could reach and running his hands through the sand.  Eventually one of those kindhearted big sisters had pity on him and lifted…

  • Mess of the Week: The Monday Morning Edition

    Squirmy has been getting up a lot in the middle of the night.  Sometimes I’ll get lucky and he only gets up once.  Most of the time, though, he has been waking three or four times in the middle of the night and screaming his head off.  Unlike the rest…

  • Picking Berries

    Picking raspberries each summer has become an annual tradition ever since my first trip to a raspberry farm when we lived in Wisconsin.  Although raspberries are my favorite fruit, their presence in my life up until that point was quite sparse.  I remember how giddy I was the first time…

  • Silly

    Be assured, my dear readers, that there is no end to the number of silly faces this girl can make.  Making crazy faces, pestering her big brother and sister, singing songs wherever she goes . . . this is what makes The Banana’s wheels turn.  She is having a busy…

  • Someone Loved the Sandy Beach

    I have lots of pictures to share from this evening and I’ll do that soon, but let me just say that Squirmy was in his element at the sandy beach.  There were wide open spaces to explore, sand to move around and toss into the air, and lots of commotion…

  • At Stony Point

    Last evening we zipped up to a different beach than we usually frequent.  It was calm, peaceful and lovely until the kidlets got there to disturb the peace.  While they were traipsing around in circles loudly pretending to be zombies (no, I have no idea why . . . and…