January 28th, 2008 1. If you are a boy and your mother tells you on Sunday morning that the pants you have on are dirty and you cannot wear them to Mass, you will have to change. But if she neglects to tell you specifically that you must put them in the laundry, anything is fair game. You can totally take them off, kick them under your dresser, and leave them there until
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January 28th, 2008 Have you hosted a great themed party in the last year?
We have a feature in Faith & Family called Party Planners where we showcase a real party (usually a child’s birthday, but other themed parties work as well) put on by a real Catholic family. We like to have a few photos as well as a bit of information about the party’s theme. If you have a party that
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January 28th, 2008 It doesn’t wash out of fabric. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, since that’s what it’s designed to do and all, but still. You’d think someone would have had some foresight. Someone should have known that a Saturday girlie craft project would wind up costing me a whole lot more than a $2.79 per denim tote and $3 worth of fabric paint. Someone should have realized that two girls would
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January 25th, 2008 I feel like I’m graduating.
As you likely have noticed, the site has a new look. I’ll now be blogging here with WordPress and will no longer need my long suffering brother Paul to hold my hand every step of the way.
While I’m setting up house, you might find a few glitches here and there, some broken links, missing comments, or missing images. Be patient — we’re working through
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January 25th, 2008 You can read my latest column at InsideCatholic.com today: Feel the Music
January 24th, 2008 Here is an easy way to do something for children with autism. The band Five for Fighting will donate 40 cents to children’s autism research for each time this video is viewed online:
What Kind of World Do You Want
This is for real. Click. Watch. Learn. Donate.
January 24th, 2008 As I filled a pot with water this morning, Ambrose studied me with a solemn expression.
“That’s right, Mama,” he coaxed gently. “Make the coffee. You’re going to need it.”
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