• Honesty from the Five Year Old

    After breakfast most mornings I read out loud to Mr. SP and The Banana.  We all snuggle together on the futon.  The other day The Banana went off with Dr. Peds to take Ya Ya to art camp, and Mr. Sneaky Pants and I stayed home. Me:  (sitting on the…

  • Ya Ya’s Art Show

    The moment Ya Ya stepped into the Art Institute for art camp her eyes started sparkling.  When I dropped her off Monday morning, her enthusiastic teacher handed her a large clump of clay.  Each day when I picked her up all week long she was filled with stories about what…