She was so excited to create a masterpiece on the sidewalk for the mail lady to enjoy when she delivered the mail Monday morning.  There was a lot of PINK involved.  Of course.  

Even when your big sister makes you three paper purses of your own, its so hard not to go upstairs and snatch one of her paper purses so you can be just like your Ya Ya.  The store bought paper purses have just a bit more luster, a bit more…

1.  Tis fall!  It's the season of slave labor!  There are lots of rotting crab apples to be picked up off the ground (Dr. Peds has a very weak stomach when it comes to decomposing fruit squishing in between his toes when he walks in the backyard) and soon there…

It has been a busy week here this week.  It was the first full week of school for Ya Ya, the first week of preschool for Mr. Sneaky Pants, The Banana's birthday, lots of fall piano students were back for the first time since last spring, it was the start…

This week, during the last two soccer games, there was running. There was kicking. There was a bit of ballet. There was some sitting down on the job in the fourth quarter. And there was some celebrating.

As if celebrating real birthdays and half birthdays weren't enough to keep this Mama busy, at lunch today Mr. Sneaky Pants looked over at me and said, "Mama, why don't we just have two-day birthdays around here?"

You only turn three once, of course, and The Banana has been waiting and waiting for her birthday for months.  We did our best to make it a very special day.  Things started off, of course, with breakfast in the bathtub.  The Banana had requested pumpkin chocolate chip muffins for…

First of all, I MADE this quilt.  Me.  I conquered my queasiness about fabric, and sewed away for five nights straight into the middle of the night.  My mother will be so impressed that  I even located and used the IRON to make this quilt. Second, nothing about this quilt…

Mr. Sneaky Pants has been dragged along to his big sister's swimming lessons his whole entire life.  It's never gone well.  Even as an infant, he was incredibly restless and squirmy the entire time we waited for Ya Ya to finish swimming.  To make matters worse, the pool area, no…

The last half an hour of waiting to be an official second grader were excruciating.  Ya Ya was up an hour earlier than she needed to be on Thursday, and dressed and finished with her breakfast in no time flat.  We read a few books.  She chatted with The Banana.…