Our fourth child, Johnny, just celebrated his First Holy Communion this last Sunday. He was very happy and proud.
This was the first time we’ve had one of our children receive First Holy Communion at a Traditional Latin Mass, and it was simple and beautiful.
The two first communicants knelt at the altar rail while Father lifted the host and said, “Corpus Domini Nostri Iesu Christi custodiat animam tuam in vitam aeternam. Amen.” This means, “May the Body of our Lord Jesus Christ preserve your soul unto life everlasting. Amen.” Then they received Him on the tongue and were forever changed.
I’m often quite distracted at Mass attending to the children or foolishly forgetting what I’m doing. But that day, after I received Jesus and was kneeling in the pew, I was so thankful. I felt the love of Jesus surrounding our family. As the chant schola moved into the Communion Antiphon, my heart soared. He is so good to us!
Lately it’s been a little difficult to be thankful, as I seem to be falling into this trap again, and it only seems to rain around here. My yard is a muddy mess! Seriously, we can’t get even plant the grass, because it just rains and rains.
But my tulips are beautiful.
And my children are too.
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After the recent stress of trying to sell our home, my husband and I thought a little weekend get-away would be the ticket. Now I’d like to say that this “get-away” involved fine dining and elegant lodgings, but that would be a lie. Being the practical parents that we are, we “got away” to attend the annual Minnesota Catholic Homeschool Conference being held at University of St. Thomas in St. Paul, MN.
So, we loaded up everything: suitcase for our things, empty suitcase to fill with books from the conference, pack-n-play for the nursing baby, stroller, diapers, wipes, extra blankies, baby clothes, pacifiers…
On the six and half hour drive to St. Paul, we listened to Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell on Audible. (If you need a good book, I strongly recommend it.) We also drank a lot of coffee. It was a great, uneventful drive. I even closed my eyes a time or two, as there were no loud children in the back, only a sleeping baby.
Homeschool Conference at University of St. Thomas
As the conference was two days long, we stayed on campus in the dorms for the first night. This was convenient for two reasons: 1. If the baby was crabby, one of us could take her back to the room for a nap. 2. If one of us was crabby, we could take ourselves back to the room for a nap.
The first day I bought a lot of used books. The most exciting thing I found was my eldest daughter’s Saxon Math Curriculum for $20. (Normally it’s around $100.)
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We didn’t attend any other talks the first night because we had to meet some good friends in South St. Paul and drink wine.
But the next day we did attend Dr. Ray Guarendi’s talks. He’s hilarious. Do yourself a favor and read all of his books and listen to him on the radio. At one point, when Dr. Ray was telling about his son trying to cover up urine on his Sunday shirt by pulling up his pants over the spot, I thought the bleachers were going to collapse, as my husband was laughing so hard and shaking everyone around him. I guess the story hit really close to home, as the saying goes.
Later in the morning I made my way to the RC History table and purchased my books from Sonia for next year. Sonia, by the way, is the brains behind this excellent program.
Finally, it was time for lunch. We met a couple of good friends at the Groveland Tap in St. Paul and had a good time catching up and laughing. I also learned about sour beer. Who knew such a thing existed? And that it can be pink? My goodness this was an educational weekend.
Well, after filling up the empty suitcase with lots of books, we departed from the conference and headed to St. Cloud for the night.
Why did we drive to St. Cloud?
I’ve never been there.
It would get us a little closer to home, for a shorter drive the next day.
There was a Traditional Latin Mass being celebrated at St. John Cantius.
And that was that. In all, it was a fun little get-away.