I am a brooder. Yesterday morning in the mad rush to get Gus out the door for preschool my husband dug through Gus’ Lightning McQueen backpack. Which had been abandoned in the corner since he got home on Friday.   Oh, it was library day!   And oh, he had to collect leaves to bring […]

Yesterday morning, in the madness of getting out the door for mass, I watched something so simple and beautiful it couldn’t be anything but love. I watched my husband teach Gus to button his shirt.   First, he demonstrated, moving slowly and explaining what he was doing.   Then he put the task into terms Gus […]

Raising little kids is much too hard to do alone. Much.   In order to survive all of the tantrums and growing pains, I need my husband, my sisters, my mother, and more and more, my friends. My husband and I are blessed to be part of a wonderful group of Catholic families.   We’ve […]

My little Bernadette is quite a pretty little girl.   I hope that doesn’t come off as proud, but even I can’t help but marvel at her beauty.   And I’m not the only one.   People are constantly remarking on it. At the grocery store, the park, the library, the car wash, everywhere.  “Well, […]