Open Window

The other day my phone rang, and I saw that it was my father. It was a rainy day, he was making a round-trip to New York that day, and he had left a few boxes of slot cars and track at his house for us.

On Catechetical Sunday, I am feeling so very grateful to our parish and the catechists who care so deeply about our children’s faith. We are definitely not alone on this journey.

Getting to daily Mass isn’t even a goal most of the time, but yesterday I managed to slip downtown to the Baltimore Basilica for Mass, and it was just what I needed.

It’s the rainiest week of the rainiest month of the rainiest year. At least it feels that way.

Don’t you just love clouds? I don’t think I look up at the sky often enough. I saw this one last night, and I loved how it was lit up from behind like a lightbulb.

Our younger son has been asking me to bake a cake.

~1~ Summer vacation is ending. It’s time I acknowledged that. I like to take off the last week of August to help get our sons ready for the school year. But somehow, with school starting on Tuesday, I realize that our school supplies are only 95 percent together, the summer writing assignments are not complete, […]

For their birthdays and Gotcha Days, our boys always get to pick something special for dinner. So as we were counting down to our younger son’s Gotcha Day—the seventh anniversary of the day we met one another—I asked him how he wanted to celebrate.