Super Rachel Zana's Spot

This is what happens when the aviation loving  oboist-in-residence spots a plane flying above the meadow.  Not only can she identify birds with ease, she also knows her airplanes, this girl.

Me:  You are getting so big! Mr. TOF:  I know! Me:  Stop all this growing!  That’s it!  No more vegetables for you! Mr. TOF:  But I can’t stop.  God made me to grow.  He does it when I’m sleeping. Me:  But if you get too big, who is going to…

Here are some of my favorite paintings that Mr. Trouble on Feet has brought home from preschool.  He completely and utterly adores preschool, and he has been loving having the opportunity to paint there.  These papers make my heart happy.  

I’m pretty sure I was not finding the perimeter of triangles in second grade.  

This week I have loved watching Mr. Trouble on Feet take all the details that he paid such close attention to at the Applefest parade and incorporate them into his play.  I love how watching all those marching bands has inspired such great pretending.  There was a band that marched…

About a week ago we worked really hard to clean up and reorganize the basement.  It had gotten catastrophic.  Not only were things just sort of dumped down there randomly all summer long because they didn’t have a spot to be put away, but Dr. Peds and YaYa decided (against…

Last spring The Banana decided to become a vegetarian.  It’s a long story, worthy of a post in and of itself.   Ever the determined girl, she is sticking with her dietary choice, which means that if the rest of us are having hamburgers, The Banana is eating quinoa burgers,…

It was a beautiful afternoon, so we decided that a forced family walk would be the perfect adventurous outing.  The Banana was excited to take my old camera along.  Mr. Trouble on Feet was just excited.  The other kidlets were NOT excited.  As usual.  It’s good to have fresh air,…

Last Sunday we went to Bayfield for Applefest, which means we gorged all day on apple goodness, and that Mr. TOF is still pretending to be a different marching band from the parade every single day.  He paid very close attention to the drumming cadences, which he can uncannily replicate…

I think I might have already mentioned that on the last warm weekend of fall (and warm is probably an understatement . . . it was almost hot!)  we took a little trip up the North Shore.  I try to get up the North Shore at least once each fall.…