We don’t subscribe to our local newspaper , or any newspaper actually, because I enjoy reading the newspaper online for free and absolutely hate how all that newsprint paper fills up our recycling bin when it just isn’t necessary.  However, for the past few days, the newspaper delivery person, who…

YaYa enjoys a sour, granny smith apple.  The other day, Dr. Peds purchased a bag of green granny smiths from the grocery store, but they are so sour that even YaYa has a hard time finishing one.  She still tries every once in a while though. Yesterday Squirmy toddled right…

No one missed the bus!  In fact, both kidlets were amazingly easy to rise out of their slumber.  They were dressed and ready to go right on schedule.  We packed the lunches, packed the snack, and had everything organized and ready to go in time to be down at the…

This evening we attended the open house at our elementary school, a time when kids get to meet their teachers for the first time, and explore their classrooms before school starts the next day.  We bring our school supplies so that they don’t have to be dragged onto the bus…

An afternoon trip to Little Sand Bay, which is part of the Apostle Islands National Lakeshore, had been on my list of things to do this summer, so last Friday afternoon we traveled along the South Shore toward Bayfield.  The sand at this beach is so amazing:  perfect sugar crystals…

Expect some very picture heavy posts coming your way soon, but I have been too busy being out and about this weekend with the kidlets and haven’t gotten them edited yet.  We’ve been soaking up every last drop of summer before school starts this Thursday.

I am showing you this pleasing picture of interesting curled birchbark, to put your eyes at ease and spare you the disgusting visual details associated with this post.  You’re welcome. My first wart appeared when I was a teenager, probably caught at music camp in the showers.  It grew.  And…

Even though the whole entire family was out and about for three or four hours this afternoon purchasing school supplies and art supplies for home and visiting the thrift store (it went well, considering . . . ) a certain parent who is home from work for the next few…

We were driving in the car recently.  From the back:  Squabble.  Squabble.  Squabble.  Squabble. Dr. Peds:  OK, that’s enough. Me:  It’s time to sit quietly.  No talking. Silence for 45 seconds. One Distraught Kidlet from the back of the van (sadly, actually I don’t even remember which kidlet):  I KNOW…

Perhaps someone could tell my why this child will not touch a vegetable (in fact, he doesn’t even want to SEE a vegetable on his high chair tray), but he has no problem eating rocks and sticks and dirt.