I think I need to dust my scanner.  Yikes. My husband was cleaning through some boxes Sunday evening and came across a sheet what we think are his eleventh grade pictures.  We both giggled.  This is very much how my husband looked when I first spotted him in the first…

It turns out that if you have an upstairs bathroom, and your two youngest kidlets dump two (or maybe even three) buckets of water on the bathroom floor while you answer the telephone and have a conversation that lasts less than three minutes at the most, the water really will…

We spent the middle of our Saturday with our good friends at the beach, celebrating the above freezing temperatures.  The sun was shining full force.  The ice was twinkling.  The grown ups had great discussions, and the kids had a terrific time drawing numbers and letters on the giant rocks…

The more tired Mr. Sneaky Pants gets, the more he moves.  It's almost as if he knows that if he stops moving he will just fall directly asleep.  Last Friday afternoon at 2:00 I had my fill of jumping, twisting, sword thrashing, skipping, rolling, summersaulting, and hopping.  I suggested we…

We weren't able to visit our friends from up the hill this afternoon (we rescheduled our play date for Friday afternoon).  To distract Mr. Sneaky Pants from the fact that we weren't going to play with our buddies, he and I discussed the "river" in the street that was running…

I'm so in trouble.  Yesterday morning, I went into the girl room to wake up Sarah for school.  She groggily asked me if I would pick out her clothes because she had forgotten to lay them out the night before.  Her extremely indecisive nature leads her to try on multiple…

I try to call my mother each week so that she doesn't forget that I am her favorite daughter. (I also happen to be her only daughter.)   I'm not sure whether she's happy that I call her every week or not.  But I do.  And I make her talk…

Last Friday I was inspired by this post on Shutter Sisters.  It's hard not to get stuck in a picture taking rut during the month of February and the early part of March.  We are stuck inside most days, and we have been for weeks and weeks, and really, a person…

It was an early release day from school.  The kidlets spent their spare hours this afternoon pretending they were at a beach.  This involved wearing appropriate beach attire, pretending to jump into the waves, thrashing about like they were swimming, and sunbathing in the late afternoon sun that crept through…

Dr. Peds:  Hey, buddy.  How's it going? Mr. Sneaky Pants:  I'm STARVING!  I am so hungry.   Dr. Peds:  Didn't you just have a snack? Mr. Sneaky Pants:  That was HOURS ago. Dr. Peds:  Isn't it almost time for supper? Mr. Sneaky Pants:  Well, yeah, but I only had ONE…