I don’t like doing things badly. I don’t like doing things badly in front of other people. I really don’t like doing things badly with a bathing suit on in front of other people. This was the set of parameters I had to work with for my Annual Discernment of Kit’s Lenten Practice this year.
Everyone has a past, Photini allowed hers to reflect light
I’ve commented to friends once too often that I am deeply grateful that social media and camera phones weren’t a thing when I was in college.
A Crowded Stable
As I stared at the crowds amassed around our holy family, it occurred to me that with our first child, other than the occasional comment on our parenting and her stranger glare reserved demeanor, we were pretty much left alone as parents to sink or float.
Amelia Bloomer: Patron Saint of the Yoga Pant and possibly the Messy Bun
I didn’t realize I knew Amelia Bloomer even before I read about her for this post. Growing up in a cluster of all-girls, uniform-enforcing schools, I was introduced to one of her lasting gifts to the world first hand: the bloomer.
My God, protect me from gloomy saints
In anticipation of leaving our children for a period of four days with their stalwart grandparents, my husband and I prepared all the things: favorite […]
Girly girl or Tomboy? Mary or Martha? Yes. All. More.
“Is she a girly-girl or a tomboy?” I recall staring at the woman who had just posed the question to me, and hesitating. Neither? Both? […]
Gleaning Wisdom from Joan of Arc and My Own Children
At some point I was told that adults were the only ones with true wisdom and knowledge. And then I became an adult and a […]
I failed Lent by 7:20am on Ash Wednesday. Here’s how you can too.
Failing was my entrance into a holy Lent.
What is the full stature of Christ? My son and I are learning together.
Our son’s gifts will bring God glory in their own ways, in their own times.