Super Rachel Zana's Spot

Rocks!  Look at all these rocks!  I can pick up a rock!  I can pick up another rock!  Rock!  Here’s another rock!  And another!  And another!  And here’s a stick!  And another stick!  Why can’t I hold them all at once? The beach makes grouchy babies less grouchy.

Yesterday was the hottest day of the year so far.  At my house it was a blistering 92 degrees, complete with hot, soggy air that thickly settled everywhere, making every surface gooey and sticky.  Someone mentioned that it felt like you were wearing lipstick all over your body, which I…

YaYa and The Banana brought the play dishes outside and began making mud pies, mud soup and all sorts of pretend food creations from some dirt in a few unused flower pots, a bit of sand from the sandbox, along with weeds, “bananas” from the caragana bushes, and some dead…

Each evening the past couple of weeks the three big kidlets have excitedly pulled on their swimmings suits around five o’clock and they’ve been off to the UMD swimming pool for lessons.  The great thing about swimming lessons in the summer is that they don’t have to bundle up to…

I had several things ready that I planned on posting today, but really, I have spent much of the day reflecting. I have been thinking and praying  often for Dr. Smith, my college choir director, who is in the final hours of his life, surrounded by close family.  What an…

Last weekend The Banana told Dr. Peds that she wanted him to take the training wheels off her little blue bike.  She didn’t need them anymore.  Dr. Peds looked at me.  We both convinced her to leave the training wheels on the little blue bike.  “Riding without training wheels is…

Squirmy just loves having a bath.  While the water is running, he stands next to the tub on his tiptoes, just filled with glee about the prospect of splashing in that water. Lest you think that such moments are tranquil and lovely at my house, you should know that right…

Shhhhhhh.  Listen closely, and you probably will hear the out-of-control evil laughter that accompanied these sinister countenances.  She makes a terribly good villain.  Sometimes she barely even needs to try.

We started the day out right with a squishy breakfast in the bathtub.  On the menu was Swedish pancakes, because without syrup I figured they had the best chance of not being extraordinarily messy.  I wonder if they will all fit in the bathtub when they are teenagers?  Squirmy really,…

Every single year I am once again amazed at how many wild shasta daisies there are all over the place.  They grow in the forest.  They grow in the meadows.  They grow on people’s lawn right in the middle of the grass.  We drove to Ely last Saturday and there…