On Wednesday I got a peek a little Baby Bettinelli, aged 10 weeks. (Sure, the OBs insist it’s 12 weeks but I refuse to count the two weeks before the baby was conceived. That’s just unscientific.) I am happy to report that Baby is very...
Fr. Michael Sheehan, FPO, after his Thanksgiving Mass with friends and family Yesterday morning Bella was glued to Dom’s computer watching Cardinal Sean ordain six new priests. Dom was watching the live stream and putting captions on photos in...
Going to the Hingham Farmer’s Market is our favorite way to spend a Saturday morning. It’s a cozy little market, right on the beach, and over the years we’ve developed a relationship with many of the vendors. Though we have been...
What’s that you’re eating, Mama? My favorite toddler likes to climb up onto my lap and to eat out of my bowl. Fat fingers grabbing food and shoving it into his mouth no matter how messy—today it’s beef stroganoof. (Though he...
Rainy days mean splashing in puddles. Big muddy puddles right outside the back door. But it kept them out of the house while I made dinner. So I think that balanced out the bath that Anthony needed after Ben poured buckets of muddy water over his...
Things have been sadly quiet round here. I know you all know why. I have been feeling the effects of the first trimester: the “morning” sickness that has me gagging all day at the least provocation (Seriously, the air conditioner blowing...
