Check out Anthony Esolen’s excellent post, Let’s Destroy That Imagination, in which he writes about the ways a simple visit to a junkyard with his son and father-in-law excites the imagination: It used to be common for boys (I’m...
Bella found a butterfly barrette on the floor and insisted I put it in her hair. Then she immediately ran into my room to admire herself in the full-length mirror there. She turned away from the mirror with a huge smile on her face, clapping her...
Isabella just caught a fly with her fingers. It has been buzzing around the house for the last few days and I think was about ready to die anyway. Just before she caught it, it was buzzing against the window pane (the noise attracted her attention)...
From my sister-in-law I adopted the practice of stopping to pray a Hail Mary whenever I hear a siren. When I used to babysit my little nieces they’d stop playing and pray, with no prompting from me, whenever a fire truck or ambulance passed on...
