Christmas plays make for some great hunting practice

As we were sitting and watching the live Nativity play, there were sweet hymns being sung. It was a peaceful, spiritual moment. Suddenly I heard a strange noise. I looked over to see my six-year-old son

One of your headlights is out.

I was at a Bible study with my church group, which is normally all women. This one particular day, someone’s husband decided to come along and was seated across from me. I had my newborn baby with me, and when she got fussy, I excused myself to nurse her. When I returned to my seat, I noticed the man staring at my chest with a somewhat confused and bewildered expression. I was rather put off by this, but when I looked down, I understood.

A cleaning lady’s nightmare

My twin boys were nine weeks old when my husband and I took a trip to visit my grandmother. One night, when we were staying in a hotel, I began to change a poopy diaper on the bed. Not thinking, I didn’t lay a clean diaper under the dirty one, and my son

Learning by example

Only a short while after arriving in a new town, I was talking outside my children’s new school with some of the other moms after we’d dropped off our children. It was all very pleasant, and I felt quite comfortable with these women. Then, my pre-school age son walked right up to me and

Better leave the fashion to the females.

One Sunday my husband was in charge of getting our sons ready for Mass and then meeting me at the church. When he arrived with the boys, it was quickly apparent that my husband is not as in tune with our children’s wardrobes as I am.

Earth to mom: I’m right here!

My husband and I were making our way out of church one day when we lost a child. Well, I lost a child. Well, I THOUGHT I lost a child.

Now, mom, when I make this sound, I want you to….

I was pregnant with my second but still nursing my first. The doctor said I should stop nursing; otherwise, I might go into early labor. Worried about this, I stopped nursing cold turkey. My son, didn’t quite understand this new concept.

Appearances can be deceiving, I hope.

I realized one afternoon that I desperately needed to pick something up from the store for dinner. The store I wanted to buy it from was very close to the women’s center where I needed to drop off my children’s excess toys. I debated whether I had time to do both before getting home to start dinner. It would be tight, but I hated to miss the opportunity to get rid of all that stuff in my trunk. I decided to go for it, sacrificing instead the need to look presentable. I threw a sweater over my ratty house-cleaning clothes, grabbed the kids, and headed for the door.

Feed the hungry–no matter who you are.

I took my two-year-old daughter to a T-ball game the son of a friend was playing in. I sat on the front row of bleachers with my friend and her six children, the seventh being on the field. Repeatedly, her children were asking for money to get food from the  concession stand, and just as regularly, my daughter walked along the front of our bleacher

A child’s favorite part of Mass

When my husband and I were in the foster care business, the children we took care of went to Mass with the rest of the family. One fifth grade boy living with us was clearly not fond of this new routine. He showed his disfavor when we reached the part of the Mass where the priest says,