This cute little creature is what my husband surprised me with for my birthday and Christmas put together present. I’m pretty excited. I named it Claire and spent the better part of Sunday at my computer importing music. What’s on my ipod, you wonder? A little Gerald Finzi for clarinet…

Dr. Pediatrician took this picture last night while I was sleeping, obviously. The Banana is fussy in the evenings, which is the time of day that I really expect to be able to get things done after Mr. Destructoman and Ms. Crazy Preschooler are tucked into their cozy beds. The…

Ms. CP: “Look at me squeeze through this crack in the door Mom. I can do that because I’m thin. . . ” (She Looks at me in the mirror while I comb her hair) “But you’re more thick, Mom.” Ms. CP: (After telling me a big long, long story…

There are more than thirty of these pictures that turned out. I love them all.

We started the day out with the messy affiar of chocolate chip banana muffins in the bathtub. Breakfast in the bathtub is our family tradition on birthdays, so Ms. Crazy Preschooler and I got up before sunrise to bake yummy muffins for the special affair. You should have seen the…

Although I can’t post a lot of the pictures I took during Thanksgiving, which we spent with friends this year, because they are of kids that are not mine and I don’t have a release, here are a couple pictures: This is the small kids table. We dined at three…

Ms. Crazy Preschooler in the car on the way home from the grocery store: “God is Jesus’ father. I bet he’d be the type of guy to wear a big red coat.”

Dairy Queen by Catherine Murdock I started reading this young adult novel in Barnes and Nobles last weekend. I took Ms. Crazy Preschooler to the bathroom, and there it was on a shelf on the way to the entrance of the restroom. It looked interesting, so I started to read…

Ms. Crazy Preschooler made this turkey in Preschool. And check out this Picasso Turkey on the left, created by non other than Mr. Independent Destructoman at Library Story Hour today. He wanted to run the gluestick himself. He wanted to line up the feathers himself. He wanted to draw his…

A week or so ago I drew this terrible turkey (I’m so, so not good at drawing, even when I’m copying something it’s diastrous) and Ms. Crazy Preschooler sorted through my box of tiny scraps of mosaic paper that I cut up from cardstock scraps to create the colorful feathers.…