Super Rachel Zana's Spot

On weekends, when the other kidlets retire to their rooms for a little rest, Ya Ya does some silent reading.  Most of the time she is happy about that idea.  Sometimes she grumps because she'd rather be playing by herself.  Even she admits that once she gets started reading, she…

I was starving.  Dr. Peds had the day off.  We decided to go out for lunch.  After thinking through the many culinary options available to us, we decided on one of my favorites, Va Bene, a small Italian restaurant that overlooks Lake Superior.  It is cozy.  The colors inside and…

Here is my husband, making the driveway bigger in hope that I will be able to refrain from scraping the sides of the car against the ice encrusted snowbanks.    

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  "Pushing the buttons,"  a very coveted activity around here, kept The Banana busy for at least 20 minutes this morning.  Mr. Sneaky Pants was working on painting a special book for his preschool teacher and was using all the table space in the office.  The Banana was not happy…

It is a longstanding tradition in the family of Dr. Peds to make gingerbread houses during Christmas vacation, and give them away to people in the church and community.  It is one of my favorite family activities; I've loved it ever since I was included the first Christmas we were…

   New Years Eve was filled with a gaggle of children 8 and under . . . the best party of the year. Our friends from up the street threw another magnificent New Years Party last night.  It started at 6:00.  Midnight was at 8:30.  We were home, tucked into…

Of course, I love these images of my Grandma Jan.  I had the best time visiting her all afternoon on the third day of the Christmas blizzard.  I have more pictures, but I couldn't wait to share these.  Grandma Jan is nocturnal and really hates sunlight, so I was excited…

  He was giving my grandmother a great deal of grief.  He has a penchant for mischeviousness.     

Disgusted. More Disgusted. She didn't want her picture taken because she was up all night coughing with a bad cold and hadn't curled her hair.  I'm a pest. And the light was perfect.   Someday she'll just smile and twinkle into my camera lens EVEN if she's feeling crumby.  I…