In reading The Authentic Catholic Woman by Genevieve Kineke (Servant Books), I was really torn. On the one hand, I was asked to review it for Catholic Exchange and wanted to get the assignment done in a timely fashion. On the…

The parishioners in my parish have changed dramatically over the past seven years. Seven years ago, orthodox Catholics were hard to find. The few of us there were clung together in sometimes conspicuous groupings.

That’s not to say our parish was…

On a cold, foggy Saturday night, my daughter, Lauren, has her boyfriend, the Tall One, over for pizza and a movie. The kids are probably not that thrilled to spend an evening with me especially when I sit them down…

My family and I are struggling to absorb and find room for all the stuff that arrived with Christmas. I actually lie awake at night wondering where I am going to put it all. Content with our abundance, I draw…

This Small

He didn't cause a worldwide flood or rain down fire and brimstone or part a sea. This time it was personal. Intensely personal. God became a man. He was conceived miraculously in the womb of a young maiden. There…

The Real McCoy

But a couple of weeks ago, I wrote an article about celebrating St. Nicholas’s feast day, and I received a lot of mail about whether or not to teach your children about Santa. One reader was particularly distressed as…

Anything but Crafts

The articles are very helpful with detailed instructions which involve buying stuff from different stores and then making a craft with your kids that droops or doesn't stand up right so to fix it you burn your hand…

The kids and I enjoyed taking our new puppy to a vacant field in the neighborhood to romp and play. When she was young, she was eager to please and always responded to my commands. I was able to teach…

I had occasion recently to drive my son to a nearby city to catch a bus. It was early in the morning and the sun was rising. As my son dozed, I flipped on talk radio for company, tuning in…

Are We Retreating?

It sounded great, and, since my husband had recently died, I didn’t relish trick-or-treating by myself with my little ones.

“Do the kids wear costumes?” I inquired.

“No, we definitely discourage that,” she said.

I knew that wasn’t for my family.…