Sede Vacante

Weeks ago, as I was getting back into bed – EARLY – from returning Gemma to her crib (Yes, she still wakes up in the night.  Don’t judge.), Jac said, “The Pope is resigning.” I was sure I hadn’t heard him right.  I was still asleep....

To the Rescue

Before Christmas, Tess asked to get her library card.  She claimed she could write her name, ALL OF IT.  I was skeptical as I certainly hadn’t taught her to write “Daniel.”  She was adamant that she could do it and, wouldn’t ya know, she could....

Ocho

My dear, dear Phil, February 14th, 2013 you turned 8.  And let me tell you, 8 is GREAT!  Here’s why: 1. For a few months, you are just a year younger than your brother.  AWESOME. 2. You’re receiving the Eucharist and Reconciliation like a pro. Your prayer...

Starting Over

It is Lent. Oh, is it Lent! What I wouldn’t give for a good old fashioned hair shirt with some bread and water on the side.  Predictable.  Bland.  Controlled. I know there was nothing of the predictable in Christ’s 40 days in the desert.  It was the...

The Case for Outhouses

Yes, I have Philip’s birthday to cover. There is Lent to discuss.  I haven’t even mentioned the teenager in the house. However, this needs to be addressed: We dove into Presidents Day this morning.  Our very informative books about Washington and Lincoln...