Super Rachel Zana's Spot

Last Monday morning Squirmy had an appointment with his pediatrician.  Dr. Peds offered to take him to the appointment because he speaks “doctor speak” and appointments are just so much more efficient with him there, and especially because it would give me the opportunity to catch up on some work…

The Banana:  Mama, is it Christmas today? Me:   No, Love, it’s not Christmas today. The Banana:  But when, Mama?  WHEN is it going to be Christmas? Me:  In a few weeks, Honey. The Banana:  But Mama, Mama, I’ve been waiting ALL DAY for it to be Christmas!

I bribed YaYa with a pumpkin chocolate chip muffin into letting me take a picture of her eyeball last week. Eyeballs are just so interesting.  In the eighth grade I got to dissect a cow eyeball, and I still think the interior of the eyeball was one of the most beautiful…

She always rests in the afternoon on Ya Ya’s bed.  Ya Ya does not ever really get upset about this, even when potty accidents are involved.  It’s interesting how they sometimes squabble about sharing a room, most specifically when they are both in the room before they fall asleep at…

Do you perhaps sense a bit of mischief in this little grin?  I think I may be in for an interesting ride with this small young one.  Rolling over  is his newest trick.  He thinks he’s quite the little guy.  He flips over and then grins at me.  Mmmmmhum.  Quite…

Homework.  It’s a daily occurrence around here.  Not always pleasant.  Not always exciting.  Highly regulated.  Sometimes I wish it were not so highly regulated so that teachers were free to make it more exciting and interesting.  Sometimes it’s hard to have a good attitude about homework, even for this homework-loving…

Our weekend was filled with A quick trip just a bit up the North Shore to look at some Amish-made bookshelves.  We are seriously out of bookshelf space, and I’m looking into some options.  I fell quickly in love with the Amish furniture store and all of its gorgeous solid…

Last Saturday Dr. Peds made pancakes for breakfast, which really took place around the time of brunch.  The kidlets love pancakes, with goopy, sticky syrup.  The Banana helped in the kitchen and requested “plain puffy pancakes.”  Our plain puffy pancakes are whole wheat buttermilk pancakes.  Our flat  pancakes are Swedish…

I was really quite smitten with my little guy in his costume.  In fact, I found him irresistible.  I couldn’t stop squeezing him.  He was a wiggly, grinning caterpillar, and there quite possibly might not have been anything cuter than when he fell asleep in his costume crunched up in…

Yay!  The computer is back!  AND everything was rescued.  I’m a happy, happy Mama.  Here are some big kid costumes.  Mr. Sneaky Pants was a clone trooper. He borrowed the costume from a neighbor, but the helmet is a find from the thrift store sent to us from Auntie Dot.…