Super Rachel Zana's Spot

Here is what Mr. Sneaky Pants wants to be when he’s grown up: A motorcycle driver who wears a big helmet and a motorcycle jacket and velcro elbow pads and drives an orange motorcycle A scuba diver with flippers and a big air tank A football player that plays TICKLE…

While I was taking a shower yesterday, Mr. Sneaky Pants was back to his sneakery. I dressed myself, brushed my teeth and came downstairs to once again discover the food cupboard raided, a path of noodle bags, and various boxes of food leading to the culprit himself. I thought I…

We have entered the season of scrapes, scratches and outdoor collisions. Several times daily I find myself digging for the bandaid box. Thank goodness that blood clots! Everyone loves being outside, and everyone loves the swingset, but there are some inevitable crashes. For example, last evening Dr. Peds and I…

I’m not exactly sure what she was doing when I took this picture, but it sure makes me giggle!

A few months ago Dr. Peds found this plastic sword in a box in the basement. He presented it to Mr. Sneaky Pants, who readily latched on to it. Since then, the sword is rarely far away from our small boy. In fact, it’s nearly always at his side; he…

A week ago my husband came home from work and found me sitting on the futon, untangling a mess of yarn and then trying again to crochet it, over and over. He looked at my grim expression, and the chaos of three kids climbing on me and pulling the yarn,…

When Mama sends you to your room to pick up your toys because you’ve been whining all day, why not settle down for an early evening snooze? It’s much more relaxing than moving all those toys to your closet. This really cracks me up because it reminds me of all…

Sarah has been pulling The Banana all over the yard in the wagon. Although all the jostling gives me some degree of anxiety, The Banana loves all the bouncing around. To make things extra comfy Sunday afternoon, Sarah equipped the wagon with a fleece blankie and a fluffy feather pillow,…

Thursday morning we woke to Sarah yelling, “I THINK NOAH’S BEEN EATING SOMETHING! HE’S GOT BROWN STUFF ALL OVER HIS FACE!” My first thought, being roused out of a deep, deep slumber was actually, oh no, you don’t suppose a diaper has gone really bad???? But it turned out that…

We’ve gotten lots of rain and a bit of snow over the last couple of days, so while small creatures were napping, I couldn’t resist a quick tromp in the forest with my camera. The creek was storming again, and I just love it! I love that deep thunderous roar…