It all started the night before when The Banana’s good friend who lives in the neighborhood came over during the spring snowstorm to bake an almond cake. They decided it would be more delicious to eat it with raspberry sauce, and I showed them the recipe and gave some brief…

March was a long, rather terrible slog in many ways. I am happy April has arrived with more hours of daylight, melting snow, and a calendar that is temporarily not quite so filled. Plus some things that I was dreading came to fruitition in March, which means I no longer…

It was terribly quiet, and I walked in the room to find this scene. He was just all comfy on the couch, surrounded by slice after slice of bread with one bite out of each, chomping away as calm as could be. Those arms are getting disturbingly good at reaching…

Because practice habits around here have been . . . ahem. . . a bit out of sorts, I told The Banana and Mr. TOF that we would have the Easter Egg hunt after they finished all their practicing. Mr. TOF made an artistic sign and taped it to the…

I love listening to him “read” books these days. He opens one after the next and proclaims some amazing story in dramatic mumble jumble. Then he either tosses it to the floor in favor of the next book, or because when we read together I always stack the books on…

Peekaboo is currently one of his favorite activities.

He can empty a bookshelf at an astonishing speed.

He likes milk almost as much as I like milk, which is a lot. Milk is my drink of choice. After a long day, what do I want? Milk. When I’m cooking, what do I want in a glass on the counter? Milk. What do I want to drink with…

He works fast.

He’s a sneaky little person these days, crawling under gates, and even sneaking out the mudroom door into the great outdoors (his favorite place) when his dad had his back turned this weekend. Luckily he was discovered before something terrible happened out there. He likes to read books, throw balls…