Feasts and Festivals


Today, both the Lutherans and the Catholics celebrated the Baptism of Our Lord. I woke up with a strong, strong need to go to Mass. Someday, if anyone is interested, I will post about my constant struggle in which everyone’s needs get met except my own when it comes to church. As a Catholic married to a Lutheran pastor and raising Little Lutherans, it gets difficult. But this morning, I needed the grace of Mass, so after I taught Lutheran Sunday School, I put Nicholas in the nursery, found someone for Katie Grace and Michael to sit with, and went to Mass with the baby. And it was lovely.


Mix a pancake,
Stir a pancake,
Pop it in the pan.
Fry the pancake,
Toss the pancake,
Catch it if you can!
-Christina Rosetti

Happy Shrove Tuesday! Today was a laid-back sort of day. It had to be. I don’t know why it is, but it seems like whenever we have a really good day, the next bad is really hard. I don’t know if it’s that it takes so much energy to have a good day, or that I set myself up for a fall, or what, but it always seems to follow. Yesterday was good, today was not so good.


If you’re happy and you know it…

…give a hug

…blow a kiss

Day for Love

Pretty red hearts (trace heart outline in the air)
And two by two (hold up two fingers on each hand)
Holding hands (clasp hands together)
And “I love you” (hold hands to heart)

Scented flowers (pretend to sniff flowers)
From garden vines,
A day for love—St. Valentine’s!

Five Little Valentines

Five little valentines
From the corner store.
I gave one to Mommy;
Now there are four!

Four little valentines,
Pretty ones to see.
I gave one to Brother (or Sister or friend’s name);
Now there are three!

Happy Candlemas!

The day started out a little crazy, but ended nicely. After we finally got going (must make an effort to address these lazy starts!) and everyone had breakfast, I set Katie Grace up with handwriting while I cleaned. Then I kept her going with a spring in the big woods pictures while I cleaned. Then I still needed to clean, so she drew a picture of her family and Laura’s family. At that point, I was pretty much done cleaning, so we cuddled up in the chair and read a few chapters of Farmer Boy.