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Happy St. Patrick’s Day

A little VeggieTales humor for you all. St. Patrick, pray for us!

RIP Fred McNair

This morning at Mass, we learned that a fellow parishioner, Fred McNair, passed away this weekend unexpectedly in Mexico City attending a conference. It is with great sadness that I share this news. Mr. McNair was very very active in our parish, with Relevant Radio and so many more thing we don’t even know. He was a daily communicant and that is where we know him best always praying for “an increase in God’s call to the priesthood and religious life and for all vocations.”

There is a certain intimacy that comes with sharing daily Mass. You see this little family daily, or at least frequently enough that you ‘know’ each other. And when one person in this family is gone, their physical presence is missed. We know he will be missed by many and we know through the Mass and communion of saints we are still united with our brother in Christ.

Evelyn, his wife, has asked us to pray for her and Fred’s father, and their children and grandchildren. Please also pray that they will be able to receive his body back from the Mexican government this week for his funeral.

Eternal rest grant unto him O Lord. And may your perpetual light shine upon him.

Holy Baths

Overheard during bathtime…

Therese: Hey everyone, let’s play John the Baptist!
…I baptize you in the Father (*splash*), the Son (*splash*) and the Holy Spirit(*splash*).

Garden Trauma

Okay, I like the glamorous part of gardening. You know the part where you wear fancy gloves, plant great vegetables, water, watch them grow and then harvest. Notice nowhere did I mention bugs.  Lady bugs are fine, but other than that, I’m not a bug person.

Yesterday I started loosening the soil in our garden beds to get some of lettuce and spinach planted. As I was turning over the soil in our left bed, I found a  GIANT thing that looked like a giant blue grub worm. Seriously it looked like a blue jumbo shrimp the size of my palm–in my garden! geez. Oh my, the scream that came out of my mouth startled the kids that were out with us. Adam was my hero and killed it and pitched it over the fence. The scream I let out with the second one I found waked the napping baby inside. Then Adam took over and found the last two and killed them.

So now the kids are afraid of any lumps in the garden. I think poor Muffin was the most traumatized. When I came inside she was screaming at the site of the clump of mud on the carpet and the leaf on the kitchen floor. I’m not going to live this one down.

Update: Adam found the critter. It was a Scarab Beetle Grub. UGGGHH GROSS!

Rest in Peace, Grandpa

My grandfather, Robert Datzman, passed away this evening. We miss you, Grandpa. God love you.

New Blog Theme

Our Friday night was spent giving our blog a new look. We hope you like it. We do!

Pillow Fluff

This is in case you ever wash one of your children’s pillows. If you notice a seam has unraveled at some point during the wash cycle, sew it up before you put in the dryer. BUT if in your naivety  and wishful thinking you throw it in the dryer anyway because you think it couldn’t do too much harm and you really want to make sure it’s back on his bed before bedtime and don’t have time to sew it up, be forewarned. Your husband will go to get your child’s sheets and then come to you and say, “The pillow exploded in the dryer.” And he won’t be kidding. And you think he is exaggerating so you put off tackling that mess for a couple of days. When you do, you realize he wasn’t kidding and hope that there weren’t too many other things in that load. Don’t waste your time trying to shake out the pillow fluff from everything because the pillow industry has stuffed these pillows with some crazy material that sticks to EVERYTHING on the planet except flannel. Don’t even waste your time using a lint roller or packing tape to lift off the fluff because the pillow really DID explode and this could be a whole day project and you wouldn’t have enough tape/lint roller stuff to take it off anyway. INSTEAD, get a comb and comb off the fluff. It’ll come off in no time.

Habemus episcopum!

We have a new Bishop!!!

Christmas Carols

This was part of Therese’s studied dictation. She memorized A Christmas Carol by G.K. Chesterton.

And the girls were having a little fun with their kazoos last weekend.

An End to Advent

Advent was a whirlwind of busy-ness this year. It almost seems like a blurr. It passed as quickly as the last three months have passes since we were blessed with Cecilia.

Yes, in the midst of all the busy days, Cecilia has been growing and smiling at everyone she meets! She brings us so much joy! Two days ago she grabbed my hand for the first time. And she has come to enjoy making her toys rattle in her bouncy chair.

We didn’t make it to Main Street Bethlehem this year because of the colder weather. But on the third Joyful Sunday we did make it to San Antonio to visit my sister. Since her accident at the SA Zoo and her surgery she hasn’t been able to keep up her home as she would like. So we took a family trip down to help her out. It gave me great joy to help my sister who never asks for help and the children loved putting up her tree.

I don’t think we’ve ever been to as many parties as we had this Advent. Two birthday parties, 1 engagement party, 1 going-away party, 3 Advent parties, 1 holiday party, and 2 open houses!

Besides Teresa’s party at Pump-it-up and Lindsey’s going away party in Walburg, the kids had the third best time at the Austin Area Birthing Center’s open house last weekend. It was really an awesome family event and I told Adam that I can’t wait to have another baby just so we can have it there! They had a train ride, balloons, face painting, live music–and one of the midwives who used to be an opera singer in Germany also sang– and a ton of food. Here were some of the highlights.

The blond next to Muffin is the owner of AABC.

The kids really liked the arm paintings…

And ’tis the season for creative food…I made a Christmas tree pizza last night since Lindsey was joining us for dinner before she leaves for her big adventure in Germany!