Super Rachel Zana's Spot

We very rarely take spur of the moment trips out of town, but last Tuesday I tucked the youngest kidlets into their naps at 1:00 and suddenly thought of Bayfield.  I am off for a little break from teaching piano lessons before summer lessons start, and Dr. Peds had the…

I was cleaning up the kitchen and getting ready to cook supper on Monday night and heard a lot of racket from the living room.  I peeked my head around the corner and discovered that Sarah had organized the kidlets into a percussion ensemble.  They set up the large gathering…

Mr. Sneaky Pants hasn't been a big fan of puzzles.  He is easily frustrated, but lately he's content as a clam to listen to audio books (We've checked out Ingraine the Brave from the library AGAIN) and put together a bunch of puzzles at nap.  

We had a great time playing with some of our favorite friends who visited from North Dakota last week.  The visit was very short, but we managed to hike through the forest two different times, visit the stone tower, climb some giant trees, and climb on rocks at the beach…

The Banana was extremely enthusiastic to pray before the kidlets began eating this evening: God, Kank you for food. Kanks for Mama and Daddy. Kanks for my big nap, but I don't like naps. La la la la la la. Kanks for my fork.  Kanks for my spoon. La la…

This single, red tulip appeared suddenly last week in a flower bed in my yard.  I was delightfully surprised.  Tulips are my very favorite flower ever.  I haven't gotten around to planting any yet, and to be truthful, I'm not sure it would even be worth it given the large…

There was fishing, fishing, and more fishing, from sun up to sun down.   For the brave kidlets from Northern Minnesota, there was a great deal of swimming with floatation devices.   There were canoe and kayak rides.   There were tasty smores around the campfire at all hours of…

Mr. Sneaky Pants celebrated his half birthday at Papa and Grammie's cabin with an ice cream cake shared by the extended family in attendance, and a couple of presents opened privately right before bedtime (soccer gear for the upcoming season).  Papa noticed that Mr. SP lacked a fishing pole.  At…

We were driving the van down the hill to find a restaurant for supper tonight. Sarah:  Mama, can we eat at the Green Mill? Mr. SP: (Loudly from the back)  Yeah!  Let's eat at the Green Milk!  The Green Milk!  Green Milk!  Green Milk!  

I am loving looking out the windows in my office and seeing this!  The crabapple trees smell so wonderful.  Dr. Peds is encouraging the kidlets to pick as many blossoms as they can because the flowers turn into crabapples.  I have many small bouquets around the house.