As I was walking our boys toward the school entrance yesterday morning, Leo ran on ahead to get inside. Daniel stayed back with me, but when we were still a distance from the school, he said, “Can you walk back to the car now?”

It’s not often I get one-on-one time with one of my nieces or nephews, and I love learning more about each of them.

Christmas does come every day because Christ comes every day. And when you and I live and love, give and forgive, the light of Christ comes through us.

As I adjusted to life with the few necessities that would prepare our food, I kind of liked the simplicity of having less.

God gives us each different talents. Some of us are better with cats or catechesis than catapults, but there’s a role for each of us.

At the end of each school day, you might think that our children happily share every detail about recess, math class, lunch, what their teacher told them, and how many friends they made.

The social media space can become so enticing that we strangely distort ourselves in order to conform to it, and we prefer its artificiality to the density, challenge, and opportunity of the actual world.

Sometimes when God gives us a sign, it is literally a sign. At least that’s what happened to us.

Today, you see, was not just the first day of the school year. It was the first day of a school year at a new school.

The Catholic Review sits down with Mark Teixeira, five-time MLB Gold Glove first baseman and 1998 graduate of Mount St. Joseph High School.