Outside my window: A hazy sunrise is giving way to gray. We’re supposed to have sun today, leading into a sunny and warm week. I’ll take it.
In thanksgiving: For the small child on my lap (though she is proving a danger to the books that are stacked on my desk). For the larger child in the other room. For goodnight texts and good morning texts, all signed with love. For visits with family.
Nose inserted: Mary Mother of the Son, Volume III: Miracles, Devotion, and Motherhood, by Mark Shea. This is the third in the trilogy, and they are all AWESOME. I’ve read quite a few books about Mary in the last year, and these are among the best.
Recent reads: How Do You Tuck in a Superhero? And Other Delightful Mysteries of Raising Boys, by Rachel Balducci, which is, no surprise, utterly delightful. Highly recommended!
In my ears: My husband introduced me to Lady Antebellum over the weekend, and I’m really enjoying their harmony.
Around the house: Cranky toddler in the room with me, gnawing dog and rawhide beneath my desk, lounging five-year-old in the other room.
A favorite thing: Forecasts of sun and warm for the week.
Food for thought:
Mary is…totally emptied of herself, she has given herself entirely to Christ and with him is given as a gift to us all.Indeed, the more the human person gives himself, the more he finds himself.
–Benedict XVI, Homily on the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, 12/8/05
Worth a thousand words:
*This daybook inspired by Peggy
