Giving new meaning to Advent

in a very big way.

Go tell her you're praying (and crying).

Sweet Boy

A short time after an inquisition about why all the tops of the peppermint candies were smushed...

Child whose heart genuinely is as big as his patron's: Um, I want to be like St. Nicholas but I just don't have it in me, I think.

Me: St. Nicholas didn't do it all under his own strength.

Child, surveying the general chaos of his home: I think we really need to pray more around here.

Ya think?

I'm glad Advent is especially long this year. We are no where near ready to greet the Babe.

Yet.

If I owe you an email, please know that I left Gmail open yesterday and Karoline discovered how much fun it is to "click on all those stars, Mommy, and make them *all* YELLOW!" thereby completely obliterating my mail triage system. I'm going to pick my way back through, but if you don't hear from me, feel free to send me another note. On behalf of Karoline, we're "fwowwy."

That's what I've been trying to say!

"The study also concluded that the more children a married couple has, the greater the life satisfaction, especially for women." Read the rest here.

Wordless Wednesday

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