Today’s Mass Readings

Friends, please find a moment to read the Mass readings and the corresponding reflection (found on our left sidebar here) for today. I found them poignant. … [Read more...]

Bring Back Home Economics!

When I left the Army to stay home and raise babies I was sort of in a weird limbo. I stumbled through the motions required to physically maintain a home, husband and small child, but my mind was elsewhere. I looked forward to dinner being done and things being put away so that I could get out my small-business start-up books and LSAT study manuals. I continued to look at my 2.5 year-old daughter as the part-time job she had always been, eventhough she was now my full-time job.About that time … [Read more...]

A Relevant Pictograph

Today we graphed family shoe preference on our living room floor as our Kindergarten math lesson. Examine blue row: "crocs."Ha! Take that, MA. and you are the one who recommended the Saxon math home school curriculum! We love it, but we love plastic Swiss Cheese shoes more. … [Read more...]

Parenting the Kids You Don’t Parent

A friend of mine who is a stay-at-home-mother of three young children recently confided in me that she had read an article in NY Magazine that was causing her to lose sleep at night. The article's thesis, she explained, was that people without children are happier than people with children. RED FLAGS. Elevated blood pressure, curiosity... I had to read this article. I had to see what was bothering her, how the article defined happiness, what this new piece of media poisoning was doing to the … [Read more...]

Full Pantry, Empty Heart

The life of a military family is full of ups and downs. Great assignments, tough jobs, deployments, new doctors, packing, moving, friends, family.For the last two years we have been living in a multi-family apartment building in central Germany. This heightens both the challenges and rewards of being an Army family living on an  Army post. On Monday I lost my best, best Army-wife-mom friend. She lived in the same stairwell as me, we had children of similar ages who got along swimmingly. We … [Read more...]

Burnout Fears

My husband and I met and married young and are open to life, therefore, we will most likely end up with a big family. This intimidates me. I did not come from a big family and really have had very little exposure to the inner workings of a family with any more than three children. Consequently, I am always in search of role models. Of course Maryalice is my number one (shout-out, hollar) - but we live several thousand miles apart.I have to search out local mothers of large families to see their … [Read more...]

Emily Dickinson Tuesday

A Man may make a Remark (952) A Man may make a Remark—In itself—a quiet thingThat may furnish the Fuse unto a SparkIn dormant nature—lain—Let us deport—with skill—Let us discourse—with care—Powder exists in Charcoal—Before it exists in Fire. … [Read more...]

A Child’s Garden of Verses

My Bed is a BoatMy bed is like a little boat; Nurse helps me in when I embark; She girds me in my sailor's coat And starts me in the dark. At night I go on board and say Good-night to all my friends on shore; I shut my eyes and sail away And see and hear no more. And sometimes things to bed I take, As prudent sailors have to do; Perhaps a slice of wedding-cake, Perhaps a toy or two. … [Read more...]

Pseudo-Poetry Month continues

Ladies, this is another personal favorite. It deals with the theme of "loneliness" and how it may seem sad on the surface, but if you scratch a little deeper it can often be empowering. I hope you enjoy it."Song"Adrienne RichYou're wondering if I'm lonely:OK then, yes, I'm lonelyas a plane rides lonely and levelon its radio beam, aimingacross the Rockiesfor the blue-strung aislesof an airfield on the ocean.You want to ask, am I lonely?Well, of course, lonelyas a woman driving across … [Read more...]

Tuesday of (Maybe) Poetry Month

Here is a favorite from my Latin American Studies days:"I Was My Own Route"I wanted to be like men wanted me to be:an attempt at life;a game of hide and seek with my being.But I was made of nows,and my feet level on the promissory earthwould not accept walking backwardsand went forward, forward,mocking the ashes to reach the kissof new paths.At each advancing step on my route forwardmy back was ripped by the desperate flapping wingsof the old guard.But the branch was unpinned forever,and at each … [Read more...]