Super Rachel Zana's Spot

When I’m practicing I usually don’t lift Peanut Maximus up onto the bench to play the keys because he loves it so much he would never stop, and I would never get anything accomplished. Instead, he toddles and crawls around under the piano, around the room, playing rhythm instruments and…

Once again, it was just YaYa, Peanut Maximus and me! Dr. Peds was working. The Banana had just arrived home from one camp and was preparing to leave for the next camp. The Devious Snail was with friends. Mr. TOF was at baseball practice. We beachgoers decided to stop at…

The Banana, Peanut Maximus and I stopped for a little mini -visit at my mom’s house on the way to International Music Camp drop off. We were there for a couple of days, and then my mom watched Peanut Maximus while I drove The Banana to camp before leaving to…

Here are just a few pictures of plants I collected when I was out and about walking with the camera and the stroller these past few weeks.

We headed up the shore for a quick trip to a random wayside with access to the beach. We did not get to stay long because Mr. TOF was at baseball practice and Dr. Peds promised that he would pick him up when it was over, but for our short…

The birthday breakfast menu included donuts: Danish and Bavarian cream. For the first time maybe ever no one was really arguing in the bathtub! The Devious Snail was a bit sleepy, however. Breakfast happened very early in the day because The Banana needed to leave for rowing. Mr. TOF invited…

The Banana raced in four events at the home regatta last weekend. She was so tired when she was done that she took a nap on the pavement next to the boathouse and came home and slept 19 hours! Dr. Peds and YaYa watched Peanut Maximus, and Mr. TOF and…

YaYa, Peanut Maximus, Dr. Peds and I hiked to a little cove just up from the rocky beach. The Banana was lifeguarding. Mr. TOF was at a baseball practice. The Devious Snail was not at home. The water was very cold, and Peanut Maximus was not excited when a little…

There is a tangle of wild roses next to the parking area at the end of Park Point, and we were lucky enough to catch them in bloom this summer right when the golden light was streaking down on them. I’m trying to soak in all the summer I can.

Part of the sixth grade art curriculum is creating an ugly jug. It is a mug made out of clay, fashioned with the ugliest face you can create. This project has been very popular with all of my kidlets, and Mr. TOF was very happy to bring his home this…