Catholic Schools Week is over, but the kids got a non-uniform pass if they wore their uniforms to Mass last weekend, so you betcha that's what they did. Non-uniform passes are the equivalent to crypto currency in the private school world.
Fr. Healey poses with our kids for proof
This week included the 100th day of school, where kids had to dress like they are 100. So we threw some baby powder on the boys' hair and some of my glasses on their faces and called them elderly. Maggie put together an old lady outfit and then decided she needed a wig.
Mom, you must be blind!
"Look old!"
Invisible canes
Maggie is giving me serious French Stewart a la Third Rock vibes:
On Friday, we celebrated Maggie's Science Fair win! She placed 1st in 8th grade, and her cousin placed first in 7th grade. Those are some scientific genes. We always tell our kids to do well enough to get an A on the project, but DON'T WIN because then they have to go compete at regionals, which is a long drive on a weekend. Our boys all listened to us, but this girl has a mind of her own. We still love her!
You can see part of Maggie's display behind her "The Rising Power of Baking Powder"
On Saturday morning, we awoke to no power, which made me super cranky that I wouldn't start the day with coffee before Phil boiled water on the gas stove and poured it through the coffee maker. He would totally survive in the wild and I would be some bear's dinner.
Andrew (17) helped Brendan (5) with his Kindergarten 100 Day Project...
A solar system with a Sun + 8 Planets + Pluto and 90 stars = 100
Yikes, we are getting a big snow storm on Saturday!!! We went last night to get groceries, knowing the stores would be crazy busy on Friday afternoon and not having time to go tonight due to basketball games and a meeting. So we should be all set to ride out the stormwith plenty of food, just praying we don't lose power!
Speaking of prayer, I have been alternating daily praying of the Litany of Humility and the Litany of Trust...and wow...just wow...these prayers are difficult and convicting! I'll leave them here for you to read through. When I get discouraged about how far away I am from sainthood, I try and remember that we are called Practicing Catholics for a reason ;)
{you repeat the phrase in all caps after each line, after the ...}
Guys, I am having the weirdest dreams since I had Covid.
And they all involve babies.
When I had a Covid fever one night, I dreamed about 5 cold babies and 5 hot babies and I was trying to care for them. I was scrambling to put hats on the cold ones and give ice packs to the hot ones. Nobody was there to help me and I was very stressed at trying to help all those precious wee ones.
A few days later I dreamed that I was back in the house I grew up in, taking care of a baby that didn't want to nurse. The baby wasn't even mine, so of course it didn't want to nurse from my dry wells, but I was very aware that the baby would die soon if I couldn't provide food.
Last night I dreamed that there was a toddler and a baby riding bikes, and the baby was holding a tire (like from a car) and kept dropping it, falling off his bike, right in the middle of traffic. I was trying to drive behind him to make sure nobody hit him. I can still see his little body in footie pajamas, flopping on the ground. The toddler kept looking back, getting upset every time the baby fell off.
Well these dreams have got me all shook up,
Hey Joseph, won't you tell me what it means?
Sorry, slipped into my favorite musical for a second. I'm back now. What does it mean to dream about babies in distress? Help me solve this mystery so I can go back to dreamless sleeps!
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I haven't brought Xander (10) to his piano lesson in a while, for some reason Phil usually does it, but I thought the little duet he and his teacher played on Saturday was nice:
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Wanna know our meal plan this week? I enjoy seeing others, so here goes:
We are currently going through a period of Not Watching much TV in casa Martin, you know trying to read more books, have prayer time, organize the house, go to bed earlier, etc. But before that began, I finished a series and watched a movie that I wanted to recommend.
A Series of Unfortunate Events
I watched this, one episode per week, with my 13 year old and 10 year old. We all LOVED it. It is an interesting, funny, quirky, educational, mysterious, pleasing series to watch. I try to pick a show where we watch one episode per week, instead of binge-watching, to teach my kids patience and how to appreciate anticipation. We developed lots of inside jokes "Carmelita!!!" and looked forward to each episode very much.
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Finding You
My mom, who is currently stuck at home with my dad to protect his health, recommended this movie to me. It's a clean chick flick. The story is set in Ireland and the fiddle playing and scenery are beautiful. The plot contains many twists from romance to mystery to family values. If you like a good Hallmark movie, this one's for you.
