Super Rachel Zana's Spot

One of The Banana's first words was "Ya Ya!"  screamed from her carseat as Sarah ran down the sidewalk to catch a school bus to kindergarten last year.  Even though The Banana can say "Sassa" (what she called herself as a toddler, followed by Mr. SP and the rest of…

We'd been contemplating a visit to a Renaissance Faire this summer for several months now, knowing our young knight would be pretty fascinated.  We had planned on making the trek down to The Cities in September for the gigantic Faire, but a couple of weeks ago Dr. Peds brought home…

I found this tiny, tiny weed blooming in my yard.  I braved the biting mayflies to snap the picture, but they took a chunk out of my forehead.  

They got the brilliant idea to gather up pinecones and plant them underneath the monkey bars.  They found the shovel.  They planted.  They watered. They have tremendous faith.   I had to put a stop to the digging yesterday afternoon, though, when I walked out and noticed that Mr. Sneaky…

The Banana has had another language explosion, and in the last couple of weeks she's really been able to put her thoughts into words and express herself more clearly.  She's a riot.  She has the most interesting commentary on her elder siblings' actions.   She still loves to be doing…

The black mayflies/giant gnats have arrived.  Every year in early spring they come out in droves, and they are the nastiest little biting bugs ever.  I can handle swarms of mosquitos, but these little flies bite so big they actually take a hunk of flesh out with them, so much…

I snapped this picture of a tall dandelion in our front yard just milliseconds before Mr. Sneaky Pants, in full knight regalia, sliced it down with this plastic sword.   The Banana is a big fan of bright yellow dandelions.  She loves picking them.  She loves smelling them, and most…

Gramma Gin and Grandpa Rudy came for a visit.  The kidlets had a great time swimming at with Gramma Gin at the hotel, and playing with their puppies.  But best of all, Gramma Gin brought with these huge boxes of craft supplies, packed with ribbons, and sequins, and stickers and…

Mr. SP was frustrated about the family lunch menu a few days ago.  "If a lion with a big fuzzy mane took care of me instead of a mother, I would get to eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for breakfast, lunch AND supper."

These images are pretty self explanatory, but I'm so glad to have them.