Super Rachel Zana's Spot

The kidlets and I had a fast and furious trip to North Dakota this week.  Ya Ya had the week off from school, so we celebrated Easter with my family and then had a great time meeting Auntie Dot’s new baby Alex.  I have oodles to share, of course, but…

Just a few minutes ago, I was sitting across the table from Mr. Sneaky Pants, eating a plate full of noodles and a few cucumbers.  Ya Ya is at school.  The Banana is off with Dr. Peds having lunch at her favorite place in the world:  the grocery store.  So,…

Birchbark . . . I love it.  I love how it’s stark white against the colors of the forest.  I love how it peels and sometimes you can find a piece on the ground and take it home and think about writing a poem on it.  I love how there…

The temperature was actually 71 degrees today, on the 31st of March.  Unbelievable.  I made the most of it, too.  In the morning The Banana and I went on a short hike and played at two different playgrounds.  We stopped at the bread store and got some fresh bread to…

Ya Ya found out on Friday that she received a bronze medal at the state level for a PTA contest for that story she wrote last fall about a princess who didn’t have to eat her vegetables.  She is over the moon excited and has a very proud Mama.  I…

Some friends gifted me with a pot of blooming daffodils after the last preschool music class last week, and I am greatly enjoying them, blooming away in all their cheeriness on the dining room table.  They smell good, and look even better.  There is something special about early spring flowers:…

Me:  Hey, Buddy, it looks like that sock has a big hole in it.  Why don’t you throw it in the garbage and run upstairs and get a nice, new warm sock? Mr. Sneaky Pants:  NOOOOOOOO! Me:  Your toes are sticking right out honey. Mr. SP:  No!  Don’t ever throw…

We brainstormed different “parts” of a cat:  head, eyes, mouth, ears, tummy, legs, tail, and then she drew a magnificent cat.  I love it and I want to hang it up, but she told me I could not keep it.  She was giving it to someone else.  When Dr. Peds…

I sent my son to children’s church during the first service this morning wearing a red sweater and nice khaki pants.  When I picked him up, the entire knee of his pants were missing. Me:  Honey, what happened to your pants? Mr. SP:  Huh?  My pants? Me:  Sweetie, there’s a…

The Banana loves big girl braids, and asks for them all the time.  Here they are, messy, at the end of the day after a nap.  They’re eensy weensy tiny little braids, but they make her feel special, and I think they make her look Norwegian.