Out of Hand: March 2024

Christus Vivit!

Sunday, March 31, 2024

Be glad, let earth be glad, as glory floods her,

ablaze with light from her eternal King,
let all corners of the earth be glad,
knowing an end to gloom and darkness.
Rejoice, let Mother Church also rejoice,
arrayed with the lightning of his glory,
let this holy building shake with joy,
filled with the mighty voices of the peoples.

-Exsultet

Saturday, March 30, 2024

He snuck out with the scissors while I had Sol in my lap catching up on The Chosen and returned in a hot minute with this heart. “I made this for you, Mommy! I love you!” I don’t deserve this kid.

Thursday, March 28, 2024

This is our third attempt to replace Louie. He sold his shop and retired at 86. This latest new place charges the same price but has several stylists of quite varying skill. The Fourth’s cut was much better than the Firstborn’s; but the former’s was much older and more experienced. Regardless, he cleans up well.

Monday, March 25, 2024

This is late but still so sweet!

Jog-A-Thon

Our family raised over $1,000.00 for our school. Thank you for the donations! Our school's goal was $75,000.00, which funds the building of our gym. We surpassed the goal.

Sunday, March 24, 2024

I love the way our principal is looking at the Firstborn here. Nothing makes me happier than knowing our kids are well-liked. Awards are given in grades 5-8 at our school. The Firstborn dramatically improved this trimester and received "most improved" in his class, which is considered the highest honor. We are very proud of him!

It is such a feat for 12-year-old boys:

He has a lot in common with our pastor: firstborn, tall in an average-sized family, desire to be a pilot and/or a priest ... strict mother, haha.

He earned 2nd honors and is determined to make 1st honors next trimester.

Basketball:

Mock Trial.

I hope we can make it through the next 12 years of these with the same enthusiasm.

When You Really Need a Nap but You Can’t Sleep Alone

Came home to this:

Thursday, March 21, 2024

This is exactly where I hoped to find the instrument I use to clean my mouth:

Tuesday, March 19, 2024

This one got a haircut for his name day. Here he is creeping closer to me while I work. So many times I’ve thought that I’ll miss this when they’re grown. I saw a newborn on Saturday and almost started sobbing. Because I’m emotionally stable.