Super Rachel Zana's Spot

His first baseball practice outside on the field is tomorrow, and he can’t wait! However, since we are getting a surprise snowstorm, I suspect it might be rescheduled. Nevertheless, this boy is ready!  He’s been out with his glove every day for weeks on end, tossing and catching, tossing and catching.  Baseball…

Grandma Kathy was here for the weekend, and she brought a stack of Sunday comics that she had been saving from her newspaper.  Everyone here loves to read the comics, so there were happy kidlets in the house.  It’s such a fun tradition that she saves them and brings them.…

On the Eve of Easter I’m usually up late hiding baskets.  I connect a long piece of yarn to each basket, and then weave it about the house, finally attaching it to each kidlet’s bed.  All four colors of yard turn the house into a gigantic web of yarn.  By…

I have really been enjoying the fog.  I love fog.  Luckily I live in a place where we get a lot of fog.  It has recently become apparent that all my kids love fog too, so we have been a crowd of fog fans at this house. I love Greek…

It’s spring break, and some of us have decided to have a reading week!  It’s been gloomy and extremely foggy, perfect reading weather.  The Devious Snail has had several trips to the branch library and the little free library on the corner of our yard, and I’m sure he’s made…

Arriving home from a long day at work, Dr. Peds surveys the LEGOS strewn about in the family room.   “Well, how was the LEGO-ing today?” “Really good!” chirps Mr. Trouble on Feet.  “Only a hundred men died today.”

Yesterday The Banana and Mr. Trouble on Feet had a recital.  The Banana played a fast song her her violin.  Mr. TOF played his viola. (He wore a tie, of course!) Later, at a second recital, The Banana played violin in a chamber quartet. Because I live with them, the…

He’s been playing the viola since September, and making excellent progress.  He’s also grown so much in six months that he needs bigger viola already.  Gracious.  I think I need to stop feeding him vegetables or something.  In a week or so he’ll be moving to a larger instrument. Mr.…

A student gifted me with a hyacinth bulb at Christmas, and in the cold, dark days of January, we started the bulb.  I love watching the transformation of the bare bulb to the growth of roots, a little green sprout peeking up out of the top of the bulb, and…