I know some people consider them weeds, but I’ve always liked a good old dandelion. I appreciate how they usher in spring, welcoming those first sunny warm days with their glowing little yellow heads, bright polka dots in a sea of ever brightening green grass. I mean, really, who can…

Because it wasn’t raining yesterday morning (we’ve had a lot of that rainy weather, NOT that I’m complaining . . . I love rain) we carried out an ice cream bucket of brand new sidewalk chalk to the driveway. The Banana was quite entranced. For the longest time she just…

Our swingset has been getting a terrific workout lately. Every day before kindergarten and after kindergarten Sarah is out swooping up and down in full force. Sometimes she’s joined by The Banana and Mr. Sneaky Pants and they pretend they are pirates sailing on a stormy sea, or space aliens…

The Banana would literally spend all day outside if she could. She just loves discovering everything, pushing things around, smearing her hands through muck, chasing balls around the yard and swinging on the swings like the big kids. There are fewer things that make her more excited than handing her…

It really takes a lot more coordination to jump rope than we consider on an every day basis. Mr. Sneaky Pants has the jumping part mastered. It’s the task of getting the rope in the right place so that he can actually jump OVER it that is a bit elusive…

The leaves on a very select few bushes in our yard are just considering budding out. I think it’s so interesting how the leaves of different plant species pop out in so many different hues: reds, yellows, greens, and all kinds of shades on the spectrum in between. Our miniature…

Here is what Mr. Sneaky Pants wants to be when he’s grown up: A motorcycle driver who wears a big helmet and a motorcycle jacket and velcro elbow pads and drives an orange motorcycle A scuba diver with flippers and a big air tank A football player that plays TICKLE…

While I was taking a shower yesterday, Mr. Sneaky Pants was back to his sneakery. I dressed myself, brushed my teeth and came downstairs to once again discover the food cupboard raided, a path of noodle bags, and various boxes of food leading to the culprit himself. I thought I…

We have entered the season of scrapes, scratches and outdoor collisions. Several times daily I find myself digging for the bandaid box. Thank goodness that blood clots! Everyone loves being outside, and everyone loves the swingset, but there are some inevitable crashes. For example, last evening Dr. Peds and I…

I’m not exactly sure what she was doing when I took this picture, but it sure makes me giggle!