Super Rachel Zana's Spot

Ms. Crazy Preschooler decided that she was ready to try having someone who actually knows how to cut hair have a hand at her head. I thought this was magnificent since I am really very uncomfortable trying to hack away at what few tresses the poor child is blessed with.…

Ms. Crazy Preschooler, yesterday: “Mom, I’m not going to Africa. Ever.” “Really, why not?” “Because we don’t have a cell phone, and if I ran into a crocodile in Africa with great big teeth, how would I call the police? I think it would be a bad choice.”

Last Sunday I took a walk in the arboretum at the university all by myself. Alone. The snow crunched. I could actually hear it crunching because I wasn’t being lambasted with whining, crying or preschool conversation of any kind.

Dr. Pediatrician did the grocery shopping this week. He bought mixed vegetables with lima beans. Despite the fact that I really actually like lima beans, no one else seems to be able to snarf them down, so I usually go for the frozen mixed vegetables without lima. Today for lunch…

These lovely icicles grew out my kitchen window all day on Friday until they got so heavy that they dropped into the snowbank below. I love watching icicles grow. It’s so neat how they form ridges and ripples, and how drops of water drip drop and plunge off the pointed…

We had lots of snow last weekend, a little throughout the week, and now we are getting another big storm. Earlier in the week Ms. Crazy Preschooler went outside to take snow pictures for her blog (check it out if you haven’t . . . there’s a link in the…

Upon being woken up before the crack of dawn, (an early crack of dawn) by a crying Destructoman, I traipsed down the stairs from my bedroom rather grumpily and turned on the bathroom light. To my surprise, the shower walls were covered with writing. Someone gave my kids bathtub crayons…

We had more than a foot of snow over the weekend (and it’s still snowing a bit). I am very excited about that since I love snow. Unfortunately I haven’t been able to get outside and play in it because I have been taking care of sick kids. This morning,…

Last Friday I volunteered at Ms. Crazy Preschooler’s preschool for the morning. On our drive to school Ms. Crazy Preschooler was telling me all about what I could expect as a helper in her classroom. Ms CP: Last time Bennett’s dad was the helper. Me: Well, that’s terrific. Ms. CP:…