Super Rachel Zana's Spot

It always amazes me how a baby learns to crawl, a process that kind of takes a bit of time to master, and then all of the sudden, as soon as they are crawling they are pulling themselves up on things and standing! Bam! It just seems like the standing…

He looks innocent. However, I say, “Please do not eat the dirt,” at least 237 times per day.

We drove to North Dakota for my father’s memorial service, picking up YaYa on the way. It was the first time with all seven of us in one vehicle for more than a trip to church, and we survived! It was a bit squishy, though! On the way we stopped…

Guess who just learned to crawl? He’s motoring all over now, and nothing is safe! His favorite goal is getting to all the electrical cords that recharge this or that thing and chewing on them. Also, yesterday he managed to roll the rug in the family room inside out and…

OK, so it might have been Thursday, but who could resist posting a cutie pie in the sink?

To counter the “winter blah” I’ve been staring at my green houseplants, wearing a pair of new wool socks on days when it snows (I save my new socks for dismal days when I need a little cheer) and occasionally playing the piano with the lid up to make it…

So we actually saved our big jump-a-roo baby jumper that we got when the Devious Snail was a baby. He used it. The Banana used it. Mr. TOF used it. It never came down from the attic for the next twelve years because we thought there was always the possibility…

Grandma sent his adorable shirt, and he was irresistible all day! We spent quite a bit of time reading books. I read the books. He eats the books. We are both happy.