My family began practicing Random Acts of Kindness when my kids were teens. Now they have teens of […]
grandparents
My family began practicing Random Acts of Kindness when my kids were teens. Now they have teens of […]
My family began practicing Random Acts of Kindness when my kids were teens. Now they have teens of […]
My family began practicing Random Acts of Kindness when my kids were teens. Now they have teens of […]
Miss G is in second grade this year. She is a bit shy, and she knows what she […]
Every summer, for as long as I can remember, I go camping. For the past 10 years or […]
Shhh… Keep this a secret. Part of the allure is Blackberry Farm is the unhurried pace and its freedom from crowds. Blackberry Farm, Old-fashioned fun; the brochure lives up to its name. The warmer weather gets me thinking about planning a trip to a simple place and time.
Located in Aurora, Illinois, Blackberry Farm is an easy drive from Chicago or the far Northwest Suburbs. A quiet, easy-paced hike through a picturesque farm promises to delight toddlers, younger children, and grandparents. Children older than seven and parents anxious to “do” something might not be quite as enamored as those of us who enjoy strolling along and taking as much time as needed to move piles of corn with toy trucks and tractors.
Photo Friday: “Picking Up a Baby Bubble-Bee”
This week I hired grand-kids to help me with some yard-work. “Did you know you can pet a […]
An overnight at the Chicago Field Museum. What could be more fun for kids than exploring through Egyptian tombs, holding tarantulas, and wandering amongst the dinosaurs? Well, doing all that and more in the dark, and way, way past bedtime; that’s what.
Arrive early, and pick out a place to set up camp. We bring sleeping bags and an air mattress for the old bones; ours that is, and just the sleeping bags for Bradaigh, 8 and Emma, 7. There are tons of families vying for space under the mastadon and saber tooth tiger. We opt for a spot under some African ceremonial masks. It’s out of the popular traffic pattern. We set up camp, grab our flashlights and get going.
G-Dad and I notice right away something unanticipated.