I got back to the car after making the standard “newspapers and doughnuts” run through the grocery store. I was tired after holding the baby at Mass/Sunday School for over two hours, and I was ready to get home. As I was reaching out to open my door, I saw my husband taking Grace out … [Read more…]
So I don’t miss moments like this… Christopher was sitting at the table, working on his math lesson, when he put his pencil down, looked at me like he had been really pondering something special, and then said — “Ya know, Mom, if I had a pet dung beetle, I’d think Sisyphus would be a … [Read more…]
In the “well, THAT’S good news!” department: Thomas: You know what, Mommy?Me: What, sweetie?Thomas: Even if someone double dared me, I would NEVER jump into a giant food processor. In the “I don’t think she’s catching on” department: Grace: Mommy! My old boo-boo’s gone!Me: See? I told you it would go away! Your body made … [Read more…]
[While teaching Christopher and Thomas about The Prodigal Son] Me: “And so the younger son spent all his money, and he became very poor. Eventually, he found a job herding pigs…” Christopher: [totally shocked] “You mean you can actually get a job HURTING pigs?” Just another reason why I homeschool, folks… I would hate to … [Read more…]
Do your kids play with ice? Yeah, mine do, too. Most of them simply eat it… or freeze toys in blocks of ice for the sheer joy of chipping them out later. Thomas, however, has taken it to an art form. For the past three days he has been tending to his “pet ice.” I … [Read more…]
Marie (age 3), reciting the Hail Mary: “…Holy Mary, Mother of God, PLAY with us sinners, now and at the hour of our death, Amen.”
You know, we can all wax poetic about the glorious vocation of motherhood, and find all sorts of deep spiritual lessons from the activities of the day, but this morning I can’t stop laughing at the thought that *MY* personal path to holiness — lovingly planned and hand picked by God Himself — is peppered … [Read more…]
In a conversation with Christopher this evening… C: Are you ever going to have any more babies? Me: Well honey, that’s something that Jesus is going to have to decide. C: I’m not sure I want to have any more. Me: Really? Why? C: Well, I love my brothers and sisters and everything… and I’m … [Read more…]
Overheard at the kitchen table this morning: Sean to Christopher:I’ve got lasers that can shoot through any armor! You can’t escape! Kathryn:No… I’m St. Martin de Porres and all I have to do is touch him and he’ll be healed again! [while this book doesn’t necessarily have lasers in it, it has obviously been quite … [Read more…]
“Christopher, quit flushing burps down the toilet!” [Yes, that was uttered by me and yes, I was serious. He has been doing this all day long… running into the bathroom, burping into the bowl, and flushing, much to the hilarious amusement of his siblings.] Unbelievable!