Although this picture is grainy, this is the look I get right before this tyke heads for the stairs in the background. Her favorite game has become “Let’s-Rush-Anyway-We-Can-to-the-Dangerous-Stairs-and-See- if-Anyone-Can-Catch-Us!” It’s a mischevious look of rapture followed by some very fast crawling and peals of infectious giggles, especially if she manages…

*special news bulliten from greg…. help us, we are photograghed everywhere we go, we cant escape and it is getting worse, please visit so we can get a break… oh here she comes, help – seriously. **

This week I tried a monstrously humongous recipe for oatmeal whole wheat pancakes. They were delicious, and we’ve been having them often with fresh fruit on top. Tonight as the pancakes were sizzling in the pan on the stove, my husband decided to add a few chopped dried apricots and…

This week the main public library is having their used book sale, where they sell library books that have been pulled from the shelves for various reasons, and used donated books to raise library funds. Yesterday I hauled my fleet of children down there. We spent nearly an hour in…

Ms. Crazy Preschooler was out in the backyard cooking up some chocolate cherry mudpie cake with a large portion of my flowerbed and a dish of rotting crab apples from my flowering crab tree. She looked up with the most intently serious look on her face. You’d think the girl…

Ms. Crazy Preschooler and Mr. Perpetual Mess were not exactly cooperating with my picture taking efforts this evening. However, in their efforts to thwart the snippety snap trigger finger on my camera, they got a major case of giggles.

One of the most hilarious children’s picture books I’ve read for a long time isLittle Pea by Amy Krouse Rosenthal. Our whole family loves it! The pictures are simple and vivid, and the use of word choice is outstanding. You need to locate this and read it! Ms. Crazy Preschooler…

THIS is why I have been so excited to move next to one of the largest bodies of freshwater that exists! I have a major love of waves! I’ve always been fascinated with ocean waves, but they’re hard to find in the midwest. When the wind blows from just the…

My husband was cutting the ice cream cake as the crowd anxiously awaited with drool on their chins. His allergies began to roll in. Sniff. Snuff. But before there were any drip drops, his mother was instantly there with a crinkled kleenex tissue from the depths of her pocket.

Although getting ready to leave was a horrible experience (I really, really do not pack up my family and leave my house well . . . I loose my mind every time I have to do it, and that has been plenty often enough in the last few weeks) we…