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 […]

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, […]

Sometimes my husband leaves for long business trips.   I also get lonely sometimes.   Sometimes the days get very long and I’m not the mother, the friend, the person I want to be. It’s very hard. But sometimes, when he’s gone, it’s not hard at all. In August my husband was sent on a […]

The theology of little boys. Gus is 4. He’s a funny kid, full of questions and ideas.   He is fervently in love with his little brother, enjoys harassing his sister, he’s wildly creative and a water bug.   He’s my bathroom cleaning partner and snuggles buddy.   He is almost always bursting with energy […]