Outside my window, it is foggy again. We have had foggy mornings with beautiful blue skies in the afternoon for the past week or so.

In the kitchen, the children are planning the menu that they want when I have our baby.

Breakfast:
Waffles
Fruit Smoothies

Lunch:
Grape and Tuna Sandwiches or Soup (cut up grapes taste delicious in tuna fish sandwiches)

Dinner:
Pizza or Hot Dogs
Fruit Salad
Root Beer Floats

I am enjoying listening to Catherine and Bernadette singing, various children playing the piano for fun, and Bernadette practicing her violin. The other day while we were talking to my dad via Facetime, my two oldest amused my dad by singing Wheel the Perambulator for him. They used to sing this nonsense song to Elizabeth often when she was a baby. Now, my dad is looking forward to hearing and watching Bernadette play Vivaldi’s Concerto in G Minor, 3rd Movement or something by ear on her violin. One of these days, I should maybe record one or more of my children singing or Bernadette playing by ear and share it here.

I am thankful that we can communicate with my dad via Facetime. Elizabeth and Kieran like to see him and blow kisses to him. My three youngest children have never actually met my dad. I miss him a lot and wish that he didn’t live so far away. He was a great father when I was growing up and is very good with children. I have often thought that he is a child at heart because of his understanding and patience with children.

Photo taken by my husband

I am hearing Kieran say, “Daddy work.” He is also looking at the photo below and saying, “Teesa, Berdette, Finnian, Packick, and Eliabeth (sounds like Elizabeth without the z).” The other day, I said, “I am going to the library.” Kieran responded, “No, wait.” Occasionally, we pick my husband up in the library parking lot. Last Saturday, I stopped at the library and had Catherine return some books. As we waited for Catherine to return to the car, Kieran started calling, “Daddy.” He called for his daddy the rest of the way home. I guess that our little boy associates waiting in the library parking lot with picking up “Daddy”.

I am praying for my baby and my husband. My husband has a lot to finish at work before our baby is born. I am so thankful for him and often pray that St. Joseph intercedes for him, helping him to become a great saint, to be the best husband and father that he can be, and granting him final perseverance. I think that the sacrifices that our husbands make for our families are often overlooked and under appreciated. May God bless my husband!