So Ben has this ear infection. It came to our attention as something that couldn’t be ignored when he woke up screaming early on Friday morning. Dom tried for more than an hour to calm him down. He’d fall asleep on Dom’s shoulder...
I just love the monologues Sophie delivers when she’s “reading” her prayers. Here’s my attempt to transcribe parts of one this morning. I sort of get a phrase, drop a phrase as she mumbles, and then catch the next phrase, so...
So I did it! I read the entire Brothers Karamazov this Lent. All 736 pages of it. I finished on Good Friday. Just in time. I’ve got a great sense of accomplishment because I’ve tried to read it a few times and have given up. This time I...
So we made it to the vigil last night. All of us. At about 4pm Dom began to have second thoughts again. (Maybe that makes them third or fourth or fifth thoughts?) “We still have to give them bath and eat dinner and everything. I’m not...
Rejoice, heavenly powers! Sing choirs of angels! Exult, all creation around God’s throne! Jesus Christ, our King is risen! Sound the trumpet of salvation! Rejoice, O earth, in shining splendor, radiant in the brightness of your King! Christ...
. . . a few scattered thoughts. . . Poor Ben has an ear infection—his own little participation in the passion. Dom and Tree both got to watch for some time last night as they comforted my poor unhappy boy in his midnight agony—I’d...
I’ve noticed something new in Bella’s imaginary play in the past week: bad guys and conflict and death. It began when my dad was teasing at the girls while he was doing some work in the bathroom. I’d just told them the story of the...
In the comments to my Palm Sunday post, Kathy asked about Lent and Easter books. I must confess that with Anthony’s arrival shortly before Ash Wednesday I haven’t been so good at doing Easter preparation this year. We’ve really...
Hosanna to you, Son of David, King of the ages, hosanna to you, victor over death and the powers of darkness. Bella woke up today in a beaming mood: “It’s Palm Sunday!!!” (She woke up beaming yesterday too, according to my sister...
Sophie: “My mom taught me how to be a princess.” Me, surprised to hear it: “Oh? How is that?” Sophie: “You put on a white veil and a pretty dress then you eat your food.” Me, curious: “And what do princesses...
