"God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him."
(1 Jn 4:16)

Sunday, August 30, 2009

I Don't Think So

Finnian: "Daddy, I want to wear shorts to Mass."

Daddy: "Finnian, you can't wear shorts to Mass. You have to wear pants."

Finnian: "Pants are ridiculous!"

A few minutes later, Finnian was speaking to one of his sisters.

Finnian: "I want to wear shorts or a swimsuit to Mass."

Catherine: "You need to wear pants."

Finnian: "But I want to wear shorts or a swimsuit."

Catherine: "Finnian, children wear pants to Mass and you are a child."

Finnian: "I am not a child! I am a Finnian!"

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Bless Us, Father

On Sunday, we had a priest sitting in front of us during Mass. I don't know if he was there to observe the Mass (people who work for our Archdiocese visit parishes on a regular basis) or because he was interested in the Latin Mass. I do know that he may have regretted where he decided to sit.

My two youngest take a morning nap on their way to Mass and they tend to be a little wired when we get there. Despite this, lately, I can usually stay in the pew until the sermon. This was not the case last Sunday. My baby was very noisy. Thus, I spent most of my time in the vestibule. This would have been fine, except for the fact that my two-year-old (a.k.a. my child who doesn't leave my side) wanted to be in the church and was misbehaving in the vestibule. I attempted to return to the pew three times, but each time Elizabeth started to babble again. After receiving Communion, I was finally able to return to the pew and remain there.

I was very thankful to be in the pew, until I heard a thud. I looked down and saw that Elizabeth's shoe was lying at the priest's feet. For a minute, I was mortified. My little girl, who was wearing shoes for the first time, had succeeded in kicking one of her shoes off. My embarrassment quickly changed to gratitude when I saw the priest bend down, pick up the shoe, turn and give it to me with a smile on his face.

Bless us, Father. I hope that we weren't too much of a distraction. We hope that you liked the Mass and that you will return.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Barbecued S'mores

I would really like to go camping with my family; however, my husband does not share this desire. Despite this, we do see eye to eye on roasting marshmallows. Therefore, this summer some of our barbecued meals have been followed by this:

He is Good

Yesterday morning, it was his razor. This morning, it was his undershirts. He didn't complain. He simply said, "Have you seen my razor?" and "Do I have any clean undershirts?" After I replied each morning, he left for work with a grizzly face and a t-shirt.

Patrick found his razor under the dining room table. Finnian had been playing with it. I will be washing his clothes today. Any other laundry items will have to wait.

Thank you, God, for blessing me with such a patient and understanding husband.

Monday, August 24, 2009


Finnian: "Mommy, can I eat this?"

Me: "What is this?"

Finnian: "It's a nail I clipper."

Translation: It's a nail that I bit off.

Answer: What any adult would expect.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Why We Don't Want Socialized Healthcare

Listen to President Reagan's advice opposing socialized medicine. He shared his thoughts in 1961 and what he had to say still applies today. He also warns against the encroachment of the government on our freedoms. "Freedom was built into our government with safeguards." We need to protect those freedoms and let our Congressmen and Senators know that enough is enough. The citizens of the United States don't want a socialist country.

"Government big enough to supply everything you need is big enough to take everything you have... The course of history shows that as a government grows, liberty decreases." ~ Thomas Jefferson

Thank you to a member of STMHE for the link.

Early Morning Gifts

At 4:30, this morning, Finnian gave me some gifts, saying, "Mommy, I have something for you. I have some books for you. I have plenty of books for you." His gifts were piled on me as he spoke. Then came a few of my favorite words, "Mommy, read to me."

Monday, August 10, 2009

I Have Another Niece

My brother and sister-in-law were blessed with their fifth child, Julie Valerie Marie, on Saturday, August 8. She weighed 8 lbs. 6 oz.

Please keep my sister-in-law in your prayers. The delivery was very hard on her. She is still in the hospital.

Sunday, August 09, 2009


Finnian: "Mommy, I'm hungry for some toast."

Me: "Oh."

Finnian: "Mommy, I'm hungry for some toast."

Me: "Oh."

Finnian: "Mommy" (pause)

Me: "Yes."

Finnian: "You're not really talking to me."
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