Are We There Yet?

Are We There Yet?

Field of dreams: Baseball the way it was meant to be

Picture this: Summer day, 70 degrees and sunny, a group of boys playing baseball on a homemade field, radio blaring in the background.

No uniforms, cleats or coaches in sight. Just a bunch of kids making up rules and running basepaths outlined in spray paint, with a plywood backstop.

Are We There Yet: A piercing dilemma

Signs that our children have entered the tween/teen years: dinner conversations include talk of piercings and tattoos.

So far it’s just curiosity. The idea of more needles poking into their skin doesn’t appeal to them. But it’s clear that pierced ears are on our horizon.

Are We There Yet: Well-oiled machines

My son, who turned 13 in April, is taking on more and more responsibilities these days, which I think we all would agree is a good thing. Most of the time.

Many cultures consider 13-year-olds to be on the verge of adulthood, with confirmations, bar mitzvahs, the works.

I do not believe those ceremonies involve lawn mowers.

Are We There Yet: It's quite handy to have handy helpers

I came home the other day to find underwear hanging in the carport.

We did not host a block party gone wild.

Front porch or back door, the welcome mat is always out

In our household, we do not stand on formality.

Our design style is what you might call transitional eclectic — as in, the stuff we’ve collected over the years refreshed by an occasional purchase (after the children destroyed our first sofa, for example).

We don’t host fancy dinner parties. We have barbecues.

We are not fussy about cleaning — to put it mildly.

Billboards are still signs of our times

Like a lot of other people, we took a road trip — and dealt with lots of snow — over spring break.

It wasn’t a long vacation, just an extended weekend in Kansas City to take in some NCAA tournament games, visit with family and eat lots of food.

Embracing our checkered immigrant past

You may recall my battles with school projects, but I’m here to report some good news:

My printer is working (*duck for lightning strike*).

I have successfully downloaded photos AND VIDEOS from my phone.

Nancy Drew never gets old

My daughter and I closed down the library one recent Friday night.

We know how to party.

Actually, a certain slim, attractive amateur sleuth, known to zip around River Heights in her blue roadster, is to blame.

We had run into my good friend Jodi Heckel, whose daughter couldn’t wait to share her latest literary love: Nancy Drew.

What's your favorite children's book?

This is a companion post to the Nancy Drew column in Tuesday's (Feb. 4) News-Gazette.

As fun as they are, Nancy Drew’s adventures don’t necessarily stack up as great literature.

The breezeway makeover: Our new mud room!

By now you’re probably all tired of hearing about this supposed breezeway project, but it's finally finished. And it’s fabulous.

There are plenty of photos below, but first a quick review: