October 26th, 2015

Sanitized Childhood

I read a Curious George book to my children a few weeks ago. It was a library copy – one of the very old ones, wrapped in protective plastic with decades-old, handwritten due dates inside the front cover.

The story was typical H. A. Rey fare. The man with the yellow hat was exasperatingly clueless while George was up to no good with a family of ducks in the

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October 28th, 2009

Snowflake Season

October 24th, 2009

This Dog’s No Fool

Here’s a photo of Gabby’s morning tea party. Dollies were invited. Ponies were invited. Even cars were invited, at little brother Daniel’s insistence.

I’m not sure the dog was invited. But he showed up anyway.

Heck, they were serving crackers and cheese there. And it was all free.

September 9th, 2009

Entries in Today’s Mud Pie Competition

There are only seven entries because the eighth child was acting as judge. She has her work cut out for her.

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June 24th, 2009

For the Love of a Worm

Well, we’ve sure been getting dirty lately!

I think Daniel’s recent obsession with “worm hunting” might have something to do with it.

“Worm hunting” consists of convincing an older brother or sister to dig alongside you in the woods or in Mama’s empty herb garden (Shame on me, I know!) until one uncovers a worm or two. Or seven. Or sixteen.

Then the 2 year old grips the worms

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April 28th, 2009

What’s Better

That they come down the slide together with these grins?

Or that Big Brother turns around instinctively to help Little Brother off the slide?

July 9th, 2008

Toddler Joys

This is the game:

1. Stand on a chair in the dining room.

2. Dump enormous box of crayons onto the floor.

3. Giggle with glee.

4. Get down from chair and painstakingly refill box with every last crayon from the floor.

5. Repeat.

July 2nd, 2008

Beautiful Day

A certain boy in the house has made it his personal project to memorize every last line of a certain U2 song in recent weeks. This boy and his little brother (who learned the lyrics himself through near constant exposure) have been belting out this song all … day … long.

I am not kidding. One would think they would require oxygen or throat lozenges at this point, but their

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