Ma’am your first mistake was you going to Build a Bear. You are a better mother than me simply for considering that hellhole of sensory overload. Once you enter into those gates, however, you belong to them, and your only hope is through God alone.

But mine is a piece of sushi with a cat instead of the fish.

Oh, we do really pray for you.

It’s “bless your heart” you have to watch out for.

Here we go doing Laudato Si things again

My summer wardrobe is going to be entirely food themed

Keep praying for Gus!

Simple: not all of us believe that there aren’t fundamental differences between men and women.

But while we reject that dogma of feminism, we do recognize, as our Church fathers did, that women have unique and vital contributions to all walks of life, that our motherhood is

So you recognize that individual families have increasingly flexible options that allow them to pursue outside the home vocations while also dedicating necessary time to their children (a world increasingly in line with the visions held by St. JP II), but still prescribe a

Good thing it’s bath night.

Life goals.

I think people who can’t understand nuance and instead resort to rhetorical doomerism are the greatest threat to civilization.

And the answer is because she’s way better than me at teaching kids how to read.

Every time I do laundry, it occurs to me that my daughter has no underpants. But every time I go to the store, I buy more underpants.

Today, I discovered she’s been secretly stockpiling the underpants in a backpack. Underpants gnome? Flight risk? Does she know something I don’t?

I mean, I think we are. I don’t think he’s talking about original sin here. I think he’s saying none of us are beyond salvation. God wants all of us back. He pines for it. But you have to accept the invitation.

Come over here and say that.

But you can’t because I command an army of tiny humans just like myself who are raised by a village of people, including their parents, some amazing teacher, our incredible nanny, and every other family on this street.

Oh, and the deacon’s wife.

Isn’t his wife a teacher?

Fun fact: my husband once mentioned in passing in confession that he was a lawyer and got a double penance. So really, there’s nothing terrible you can do that compares to him being a lawyer. 😂

There are literally thousands of cicadas please someone tell me why I am in a Walmart parking lot moving a half dead one to a random tree so that my three year old will stop screaming that her “biscayda” best friend that she just met is going to otherwise die