Super Rachel Zana's Spot

With each of the last three babies I’ve had, I’ve looked at this gigantic jumper, which takes up a lot of real estate, and asked myself quietly whether it is really worth it.  With each baby I decide it is, and about three days later I wonder why I didn’t…

Last Friday I picked up Mr. SP from kindergarten and he enthusiastically told me that he would be in charge of making his own lunch.  “Really?”  I asked.  “What are you going to make?” “Oh, I’ll just look around the refrigerator and find my own ingredients.  Don’t worry about me…

I’ve been wanting to go Christmas caroling up and down my street for years.  Dr. Peds put the kabosh on it.  He believes Christmas caroling is stressful, awkward and just plain wrong! Of course, I disagree.  Christmas caroling is actually one of the very few things about Christmas I actually…

It’s Christmas concert weekend for the Arrowhead Chorale.  The music will be beautiful, and I will have a fantastic time personality-watching.  I’m convinced that the most interesting places to personality-watch are middle schools and choirs.  Both places have such an eclectic assortment of people.  I have all my babysitters lined…

On Tuesday at noon I was in tears, trying to wrap up Christmas presents to mail and fit them into oversize boxes for my husband to take to the post office.  It’s not that I don’t like giving people presents.  That’s hardly the case at all.  I’m happy to give…

Our Christmas tree is not up.  Most of our Christmas decorations are still in the attic.  It’s just how this holiday season is going.  We missed getting a tree from the forest we usually go to each December when we were in North Dakota.  We’ve been looking at several different…

We recently read the book Clementine by Sara Pennypacker.  I think it is the second or maybe even the third time I’ve read the book out loud to the kidlets, and Ya Ya has read it a few times more to herself.  It’s a great book.  We really love Sara…

My mother-in-law grows a garden each summer.  In it are vegetables, like delicious cucumbers and crisp, sweet carrots, and cutting flowers that she picks and arranges to take to people to brighten their day.  After learning about our carrot harvest disaster of 2009, this year she decided to plant extra…

Cousins.  Sometimes they are cause  for the employment of that first class secret weapon:  projectile vomit of stinky curdled milk.