I was about to sent a couple of boxes off to the recycling bin, when Mr. SP came up to me.  “Mom, I was wondering if we could keep those two boxes.  I have an idea of something I would like to make with them.” “Sure.  OK.  Just clean up…

My kidlets have latched on to a few Easter Sunday traditions that they love on the years we are here at home for Easter Sunday.  They were highly anticipating the string web that greets them in the morning.  Before I go to bed at night I hide the Easter baskets,…

You might remember our family tradition of a late summer egg drop from a few years ago.  Each kidlet made their own contraption to hold a raw egg that was dropped from a significant height onto the ground.  The first year we dropped them from the upstairs balcony, but that…

I asked The Banana and her friend who was staying at our house for a few hours if they would be interested in cooking frozen pizza for supper.  The Banana is all about cooking lately, and the two girls jumped up and down when I asked.  They put up a…

For the past year and a half or so, I’ve been training this boy of mine to rub my back and shoulders.  He’s actually gotten very good at it, so good that I’m willing to pay him for a good back rub.  His rates have even increased, and I’m still…

I’m a week behind.  Sigh.  That’s kind of how my whole year is going!  The kidlets woke up excited for St. Patrick’s day, but it was a morning parenting fail, because we had no green food coloring, which meant no green milk, and no green pancakes.  In fact, I was…

In the evening he hauls Brutus up to his bunk bed and they snuggle in for a good read.  Or two.  Because this boy is NEVER ready to turn out the light.

Monday was piano party day!  It’s always a riot, year after year, seeing these students get together to share.  Every age group is so very different.  The littlest group is a little nervous, kind of quiet, and very polite.  They relish their snacks and have a good time playing “Name…

The old maple tree on our boulevard has been declining since we moved in.  Every year there are more dead branches, and less leaves as it straggled on.  The leaves were so pretty, though, so we just kept on enjoying that tree.  However, since it si a boulevard tree, it…