Semi-Wordless Wednesday: My piano’s back!

(OK. Not wordless at all, but I’m too happy to only have pictures.) When we moved to Chicago about a year ago, we rented a furnished…

Wordless Wednesday: The Seven-Year-Old drops a hint

Or, what I found on my desk when I sat down to work this morning. Guess she’s tired of waiting. I know this breaks the rules…

What do you serve to a party of dragons?

It’s March, which means that any day now, The Six-Year-Old will morph into The Seven-Year-Old. The Six-Year-Old is slightly obsessed with dragons (and their Viking trainers) at the moment, thanks to Cressida Cowell’s How to Train Your Dragon books, so we are planning a dragon (and Viking)-theme birthday party for her. Naturally, the topic of what kind of birthday cake we should serve came up.

Dinosaur Pet Guide

Last week, one of our favorite Norwood correspondents alerted me to this Dinosaur Pet Guide by John Conway (via I Love Charts). Although my daughter’s preferred pet (a Giganotosaurus) doesn’t appear on it, I think it’s safe to assume the experience of owning a T. Rex would be pretty similar.

Wordless Wednesday: My View This Morning

Snow on trees is my favorite part of winter. And I’m ridiculously happy that I get to see it again this morning. Even if it is…

Classic Caterpickles: Daddyo’s Winter Survival Tip: “Don’t taunt the hand plague.”

I’m desperately hoping that this renovation doesn’t morph into another Project Bob disastrophe. Remind me to tell you that little horror story sometime. For now, here’s…

(Mostly) Wordless Wednesday: Turtle on Trial

Over the weekend, The Six-Year-Old put her turtle on trial. She has not yet made the full list of his nefarious deeds public, nor has the…

My daughter stands in the snow along the side of our driveway. The drifts are impressive, completely encasing our cars, but it is the fact that the snow on the ground (not drifts) is as deep as she is tall that catches my eye.

“How do you make snow cream?”

Pretty much the only thing my husband likes about winter is snow cream, so when we heard that Governor Patrick had declared a snow emergency for Massachusetts, we stocked up on condensed milk and vanilla so that we would be fully prepared once the snow finally arrived.