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How can families have a richer Holy Week?

Holy Week is the busiest week in the church’s liturgical calendar. It starts with Palm Sunday and concludes with the Triduum — Mass of the Lord’s Supper on Holy Thursday, Good Friday service of the Lord’s Passion and the Easter Vigil on Holy Saturday.

Like riding a bike

We’ve been remiss in teaching Teresa to ride a bike. She had a tricycle, which she liked to pedal down the sidewalk and even a block over and across the street to the playground. She had a tiny two-wheeler with training wheels, too.

That’s incredible

There’s something a little too ironic about going to a movie on hot June day to watch a family of cartoon superheroes battle to vanquish a new supervillain named “Screenslaver,” an evil genius who controls people — both normal and heroic — by hypnotizing them through the screens they watch.

Order out of chaos

In the beginning, Genesis says, when the earth was without form or shape, shrouded in darkness over the abyss and with a mighty wind sweeping over the waters, God made light.

Taking flight

I spent last weekend on a whirlwind trip to Boston, helping Caroline move into a room she’s subleasing in a student apartment to take on a summer internship.

First things

First Communion isn’t just one first thing. For the children who received the Body of Christ for the first time this month, including Teresa, the event meant doing lots of things for the first time.

Zoo day

I’ve long thought that the most interesting animals to watch in the zoo are the human visitors. That was definitely the case when I chaperoned Teresa’s second-grade class field trip to Brookfield Zoo in the middle of April.

Fear of happiness

It’s been a pretty good month for our family. Caroline is doing well in college, pursuing internships and staying involved with friends and organizations on campus. Frank is still participating in two sports, working and looking at colleges for when he graduates next year. Teresa will make her first Communion in May and is thrilled to have made a local swim team after trying out last month.

D-I-Y. Or not.

Once upon a time, a very long time ago, I thought I might be a crafty person. I was wrong.

Who are you?

Boredom, for an 8-year-old, is an emergency. For a parent, not so much. Teresa standing at my side and telling me she’s bored usually leads me to suggest she do her homework. Or pick up her toys. Or even play with some of those toys.
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