These days she is not a fan of sonatinas, minuets, musettes and gavottes, but she likes pretty much anything else. It is true that she has played a lot of minuets, musettes and gavottes on her violin, and when she sees one pop up at the piano she groans loudly.…

When the kidlets were little we had these adorable animal pots. You fluff up some dirt, add grass seed and water, and the grass grows into hair. Just before Easter I happened to see them in a store (truthfully it was the only store I had been at since before…

This boy dislikes the writing process. Most specifically, he detests revising, which I’m always encouraging. I get it. It’s hard for anyone, especially a kid, to want to make changes that you maybe don’t think are that necessary, and Mr. TOF doesn’t like change of any kind whatsoever in the…

I am loving extra hours of daylight! I love that it is light in the morning. Even more, I love that it is light in the evening! In the spirit of evenings with daylight, I have been enjoying lots of evening walks. Evening is my favorite time for walking, and…

He’s out in the front yard every chance he can get tossing baseballs at his rebounder or playing catch with Dr. Peds. He listens avidly to the Twins games on his little portable radio and then takes care to summarize the important details for me when the game is over.…

We are all going to be incredibly happy when participating in musical ensembles no longer means massive painful recording sessions that involve screens.

Is it The Banana, or is it a Pineapple????

This Easter was seriously the warmest, most pleasant Easter weather that I can remember for my whole entire life, except for maybe that one Easter in college when I traveled to Nebraska when with Dr. Peds’ family before we were engaged, but I don’t really count that because Nebraska is…

Right around the time change, which also happens to be right around the spring equinox, the setting sun starts peeking through the dining room window in a way that illuminates the side of the kitchen where the sink and dishwasher sit. Our kitchen sits in the exact middle of our…

I came home from a long walk and heard soft, songlike muttering in the kitchen. when I rounded the corner, no one was there except for The Banana, who was nestled in a corner with a container of strawberries and a pairing knife. She was sweet talking the strawberries that…