Today The Banana and Mr. Sneaky Pants and I went to the grocery store after music class.  We were thrilled to find lots of brown paper sacks of “banana bread bananas.”  You know, the speckled and freckled bananas that are dumped in brown paper sacks and sold at an extreme…

“Mama, I HATE that I’m getting old because now no one can answer ANY of my questions!”   She was grouchy that she had asked me about ten questions in the last two days that I just didn’t have answers for. The questions were along the lines of, “Mama, how…