Lydia’s class–and every other junior high class in the country, I’m sure–is in the midst of a drive to raise money for the class trip they’ll be taking when they complete ninth grade, and it’s going less than swimmingly, at least for our girl.
She and her classmates are selling plastic freezer bags, each student charged [...]

“Take a picture when I’m eating,” she says. “Take a picture when I drink.”

How nuts is this? It’s like something straight out of Hollywood.

I spent 2½ hours tonight at the parent meeting for Tage’s first-grade class. You read that right: TWO-and-a-HALF hours. We were addressed by so many teachers, etc., that I lost count. They really need to work on streamlining that thing.
There was pretty much only one item of interest, as far [...]

Dirty Dancing was on TV tonight, in tribute to Patrick Swayze–may he rest in peace–and though I hadn’t planned on watching it, I found myself unable to resist. I just can’t see that movie too many times, I guess.
In fact, I think I’ve written about Dirty Dancing here before, and it also plays a [...]

Since Michael Jackson’s death a few months ago, Lydia has become an ardent fan of his music. The other night she was watching some “Top 40 of the 80s” show on VH-1, in hopes of seeing a number of his videos, and every time I passed through the living room I took the opportunity [...]

After going ’round and ’round about it for a few weeks, Olof and I put up bunkbeds for Petra and Tage this afternoon.  It was an easy enough task, seeing that we just had to put Tage’s bed on top of Petra’s and screw in the assembly hardware (which, amazingly, we had actually bagged up [...]