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Matching

By Christine / June 25, 2008
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Me: “Patrick, your socks don’t match.” Patrick: “The fire engines match. They are the same color.”

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This is Better than the Bathtub

By Christine / June 25, 2008
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Please Pray for Danny Betz

By Christine / June 24, 2008
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He was burnt, last Saturday, while starting a bonfire for a family get together. Updates on how he is doing can be found at http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/dannybetz Please keep his parents and 10 siblings in your prayers, too.

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Berceuse by Arthur Frackenpohl

By Christine / June 17, 2008
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June 16, 2008

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Minuet in F Major, K2 by Mozart

By Christine / June 17, 2008
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June 16, 2008

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The Month of June

By Christine / June 5, 2008
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In honor of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, I am trying to focus on the quote below this month: “If you would put His benevolence under obligation to take special care of you, abandon yourself entirely to His Adorable Heart, putting aside your own interests, in order to devote yourself wholeheartedly and lovingly to the…

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Please Pray for Jonathan Stevenson

By Christine / June 1, 2008
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I used to tutor for Jonathan’s brother, Kolbe. The following information was sent to our homeschool group. He hit a tree while riding a motorcycle and fractured his skull and one arm. He has fractured cheek bones and swelling and bleeding in the head. He did not puncture a lung as earlier thought. The doctors…

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The Way She Thinks

By Christine / May 27, 2008
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Theresa: “I have decided that I want to do Ballet again next year.” Bernadette: “Oh, now that the show is over, have you decided that you like it.” Theresa: “No, I just want to collect as many different costumes as I can.”

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From the Mouth of a Child

By Christine / May 27, 2008
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Recently, Patrick attended his sisters’ dress rehearsal for Ballet with me. The lead was played by, Julianna, the older sister of my daughters’ friends. When the prince came on stage, Patrick, my very masculine little boy, turned to me and in a disgusted voice stated, “Mommy, that man with Julianna is wearing sticky pants with…

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