February 9th, 2016

Sleep Is For Wimps

Tiny hands cupped my face.

“Mama, Mama,” I heard a voice whisper. “I need you.”

“Gah!” I responded.

To explain my somewhat inelegant response, I should tell you that it was about 2 a.m. when the tiny hands cupped my face and the small voice awakened me from a sound sleep.

The little person needed a change of sheets. And a drink of water. And a re-arranging of stuffed animal

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November 30th, 2015

One Little Thing at a Time

(This is an old column of mine that originally appeared at Inside Catholic. Just like yours, my life is still ridiculous, but some of the details are different from what is described here. The message still applies, though.)

My life is ridiculous. Do I need to tell you this, or can you reach that conclusion all on your own when I tell you that I am a homeschooling mother of

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November 2nd, 2015

Of Saints and Sinners

I was a teenager when he died. We went to visit him one last time when I was about 14 years old. Nobody said it was “one last time” – not to me, anyway. They said we would be taking some short trips to Canada – just a few of us kids at a time – to see our grandfather.

It was their eyes, their tone, and their hushed late-night

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August 18th, 2010

Boy Meets Fish

It’s a Bean family tradition to stop for a seafood dinner after we spend a summer day at the beach. Past years have found me here in this very spot, nursing sandy, cranky babies. But this year, THIS was my baby. And he just enjoyed the fish. And then his dinner.

That makes me both happy and sad at the same time. In a way, I suppose, that only a

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June 28th, 2009

Bragging

Look what I got to do!

I’m pretty sure either one of these cuties would have fit in my suitcase. Maybe even both of them. Not that I considered doing that or anything.

I’m just pointing out that they probably would have fit.

If I were the adorable-baby-stealing kind.

Which I’m totally not.

Really.

I hardly even thought about it.

February 23rd, 2009

Here He Goes

What with all the cabin fever going around here, I’ve begun instituting “Enforced Outdoors” time every day.

So here’s one more look at my Daniel in his manly magenta snow pants. He lasted about 5 minutes outside today before he burst into tears and returned inside.

Fresh snow or no fresh snow, it was only about 20 degrees with a fierce wind blowing.

Oh well. At least getting him

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February 18th, 2009

Awwwww …

Go see Daniel’s sweetie.

January 19th, 2009

Baby!

He’s here! Come meet Arwen’s sweet little darling!