Lots of Coffee, lots of kids. It's a peaceful life.
You know it’s time to refill the holy water font when your little girl, pausing temporarily in her game of dress-up to pull the ponytail out of her hair, says, “I don’t need this pony anymore. I’ll just put it in the pony cage.”And leaving her ponytail holder in the no longer “empty” font, she moves on. … [Read more...]
Last night, in lieu of that longed-for calamari & movie, I prepared a simple supper of frozen fish sticks (I cooked them first) and picked up this DVD at Blockbuster to watch solo while my husband worked.May I just say that fish sticks are a sad replacement for the calamari at that cozy Italian restaurant just up the road, (though … [Read more...]
All for the greater glory of God, in good times and bad times and sad times and insane times, … [Read more...]
Six years ago on November 21st, I went into labor on Cate’s 2nd birthday. I called my doctor to see if I should go to the hospital.“Are the contractions regular?” she asked.“No, but they’re fairly strong,” I replied.She told me that if the contractions started coming every five minutes—or if they got to be more than I could handle—I should go in. … [Read more...]
Or in Angela’s words: “Being fancy for the meal.”Forever in good company, I am … [Read more...]
Angela came wailing up the basement stairs with a nasty scrape on her big toe.“The trampoline done it,” she choked out through her tears.“The trampoline did it?” I repeated, sympathetically.“No, the trampoline done it!” … [Read more...]
I am standing at the kitchen counter chopping mushrooms. Felicity is across from me asking for a sip of the wine that I just added to the sauce. (She’s half French. You must forgive her.)The boys are upstairs doing boy things. Angela is with them and is going along happily, I’m sure, with whatever boy things they are doing. She’s a tough little … [Read more...]
At 5:45 a.m.Angela the Exporer (upon noting that it was still dark outside): Where is the sun, Momma?I think: It’s in its bed, just like you should be. I say: It’s on the other side of the world, Honey.Angela: Let’s go there right now!* * * * * * *Angela the Patriot (upon noting the flag outside our entrance window): The flag is flapping, Momma. … [Read more...]
It’s a brisk fall Saturday morning.Here is a photo of my son, who is on his way to a Boy Scouts community service project.Community Service, originally uploaded by Margaret in Minnesota.Here is a photo of my girls, who are wondering, “Hmmm. Should we take our curlers out in one hour…or two?”Curlers, originally uploaded by Margaret in Minnesota.Ad … [Read more...]
The fall colors are at their peak in central Minnesota—a bittersweet event, to be certain, because we know what’s lurking just around the bend. Our parish priest refers to winter in Minnesota as that time of year when Mother Nature tries to kill us.It’s true. And still we stay here.Yesterday, though, was warm to the point of being hot—and as such I … [Read more...]
