One last spring break post

One day last week, we went to my aunt's house for a playful visit. She had her granddaughters, my cousin's girls (one of whom is my goddaughter) and then the neighbors stopped in as well. There is nothing more fun than 30 acres of open space! That being said, the rest of my pictures are basically of Sweetness since the older kiddos were pretty much occupying themselves the entire time!

If she can't drive the golf cart, she'll take the VW bug.

One of my goddaughters. Best smile and laugh and will actually want you to leave her alone. She's got to be the best babysitting gig in town.

I guess the "car" was too much effort. Here she is looking for the next thrill.

Taking pictures and making memories with my uncle.

In the words of Aunt Tina, "I know why she doesn't gain any weight. She never stops moving." So true, so true!
Discovering the world's most patient cat who might possibly be missing all his nerve endings. This cat took a beating before I could intervene, but he didn't seem to mind.
That smile is so joy filled, but on the other hand, it could be malicious. Only the cat knows.

With a croak, croak, here and a croak, croak, there....

Did you hear about the flash flooding in Texas? No? Well, that's my backyard people!

Here is Prez, trying to get out to the waterfall to catch some frogs.

He almost made it.

Seriously folks, after last year's drought, you'd think the ground would SOAK this stuff up! One seemingly upside are the numerous frogs that have migrated over to our "pond" and they are fun to listen to and watch. The downside is that if this doesn't dry up quickly, we'll have a backyard infested with mosquitoes. Ugh!

Our St. Joseph Altar

Four score and seven years ago Four years ago when our family started out on the homeschooling journey, we joined a local Catholic homeschooling group. Among many wonderful traditions we celebrated as a group, our family was introduced to the St. Joseph altar. All it took was one exposure and we were hooked.

Because of our move, we can no longer participate with our old friends. So, this year I attempted to create our own tradition. The story of the St. Joseph altar is heartfelt and I tried to keep the substance, but our altar is based on the nine meditations of the novena that Hubby and I say each year in preparation for this solemnity. (Yeah, no fasting!)

Prez colored this picture

St. Joseph the foster father of Jesus. ...you shared in the support, upbringing, and protection of the Divine Child as His foster-father. For this purpose the Heavenly Father gave you a genuine heart of a father -- a heart full of love and self-sacrifice. With the toil of your hands you were obliged to offer protection to the Divine Child, to procure for Him food, clothing, and a home. You were truly the saint of the holy childhood of Jesus -- the living created providence which watched over the Christ-Child.

When Herod sought the Child to put Him to death, the Heavenly Father sent an angel but only as a messenger, giving orders for the flight; the rest He left entirely in your hands. It was that fatherly love which was the only refuge that received and protected the Divine Child. Your fatherly love carried Him through the desert into Egypt until all enemies were removed. Then on your arms the Child returned to Nazareth to be nourished and provided for during many years by the labor of your hands. Whatever a human son owes to a human father for all the benefits of his up-bringing and support, Jesus owed to you, because you were to Him a foster-father, teacher, and protector.

Store bought cheesecake with almond wedding rings

Virginal Husband of Mary. God the Son confided the guardianship and the support of His Immaculate Mother to your care.Mary's life was that of the Mother of the Savior, who did not come upon earth to enjoy honors and pleasures, but to redeem the world by hard work, suffering, and the cross. You were the faithful companion, support, and comforter of the Mother of Sorrows. How loyal you were to her in poverty, journeying, work, and pain. Your love for Mary was based upon your esteem for her as Mother of God. After God and the Divine Child, you loved no one as much as her. Mary responded to this love. She submitted to your guidance with naturalness and easy grace and childlike confidence. The Holy Spirit Himself was the bond of the great love which united your hearts.

Bread made in the clover style to represent the Trinity

Chosen by the Blessed Trinity. Saint Joseph, you were the man chosen by God the Father.He selected you to be His representative on earth, hence He granted you all the graces and blessings you needed to be His worthy representative.

You were the man chosen by God the Son.Desirous of a worthy foster-father, He added His own riches and gifts, and above all, His love.

You were chosen by the Holy Spirit.He is the mutual Love of the Father and the Son -- the heart of the Holy Trinity. In His wisdom He draws forth all creatures from nothing, guides them to their end in showing them their destiny and giving them the means to reach it

Grapes represent the servant at the Miracle of Cana

Faithful Servant. Saint Joseph, you lived for one purpose -- to be the personal servant of Jesus Christ, the Word made flesh.Your noble birth and ancestry, the graces and gifts, so generously poured out on you by God -- all this was yours to serve our Lord better. Every thought, word, and action of yours was a homage to the love and glory of the Incarnate Word. You fulfilled most faithfully the role of a good and faithful servant who cared for the House of God.

Most altars have shaped bread, so hey, I tried. I used the dipping oil to represent the oils used by the church during sacraments.

Patron of the Church. Saint Joseph, God has appointed you patron of the Catholic Church because you were the head of the Holy Family, the starting-point of the Church. You were the father, protector, guide and support of the Holy Family. For that reason you belong in a particular way to the Church, which was the purpose of the Holy Family's existence. I believe that the Church is the family of God on earth.

Patron of families. God has made you a heavenly patron of family life because you sanctified yourself as head of the Holy Family and thus by your beautiful example sanctified family life. How peacefully and happily the Holy Family rested under the care of your fatherly rule, even in the midst of trials. You were the protector, counselor, and consolation of the Holy Family in every need. And just as you were the model of piety, so you gave us by your zeal, your earnestness and devout trust in God's providence, and especially by your love, the example of labor according to the Will of God. You cherished all the experiences common to family life and the sacred memories of the life, sufferings, and joys in the company of Jesus and Mary. Therefore the family is dear to you as the work of God, and it is of the highest importance in your eyes to promote the honor of God and the well-being of man. In your loving fatherliness and unfailing intercession you are the patron and intercessor of families, and you deserve a place in every home.

Hammers made from Swiss Rolls and Twix. YUM.

Patron of Workers. Saint Joseph, you devoted your time at Nazareth to the work of a carpenter. It was the Will of God that you and your foster-Son should spend your days together in manual labor. What a beautiful example you set for the working classes! The kind of work to which you devoted your time in the workshop of Nazareth offered you many occasions of practicing humility. You were privileged to see each day the example of humility which Jesus practiced -- a virtue most pleasing to Him. He chose for His earthly surroundings not the courts of princes nor the halls of the learned, but a little workshop of Nazareth. Here you shared for many years the humble and hidden toiling of the God-Man. What a touching example for the worker of today!

Cucumber salad with a vinegar marinade.

Friend in Suffering. Saint Joseph, your share of suffering was very great because of your close union with the Divine Savior. All the mysteries of His life were more or less mysteries of suffering. Poverty pressed upon you, and the cross of labor followed you everywhere. Nor were you spared domestic crosses, owing to misunderstandings in regard to the holiest and most cherished of all beings, Jesus and Mary, who were all to you. Keen must have been the suffering caused by the uncertainty regarding Mary's virginity; by the bestowal of the name of Jesus, which pointed to future misfortune. Deeply painful must have been the prophecy of Simeon, the flight into Egypt, the disappearance of Jesus at the Paschal feast. To these sufferings were surely added interior sorrow at the sight of the sins of your own people.

Cherry lollipops made by Bubbles.

Patron of a happy death. Saint Joseph, how fitting it was that at the hour of your death Jesus should stand at your bedside with Mary, the sweetness and hope of all mankind. You gave your entire life to the service of Jesus and Mary; at death you enjoyed the consolation of dying in Their loving arms. You accepted death in the spirit of loving submission to the Will of God, and this acceptance crowned your hidden life of virtue. Yours was a merciful judgment, for your foster-Son, for whom you had cared so lovingly, was your Judge, and Mary was your advocate. The verdict of the Judge was a word of encouragement to wait for His coming to Limbo, where He would shower you with the choicest fruits of the Redemption, and an embrace of grateful affection before you breathed forth your soul into eternity.

Here is a link of photos to see just how big a tradition this is in some parts. Maybe next year I'll remember the "lucky" fava bean.

The Weekend Project

Our wonderfully generous and thoughtful friends, the Harris family, thought of us as they were getting rid of their boys' bunk bed. Now, they didn't know that we had been praying and "shopping" for one, so I just thank God for giving them that little nudge.

So, on Friday I went to pick up the pieces. I could fit everything in the minivan except the top two headboards. So, on Saturday, the BOYS "menly men" started to assemble what they could.
Prez was so excited to be helping. On a side note, overlook his clothes please. He couldn't find something green (for St. Patrick's day) in his drawers so he opened up his storage bin of last year's clothes and found that green ensemble. I let him wear it for awhile, but when we headed to our friend's house I made him change. Okay, moving on!
Sweetness kept herself busy, which was nice and then again, not so nice.
Hubby is hard at work.
Upon picking up the last two pieces, Bubbles also got in on the work for merriment truly makes a the load lighter.
Prez still helping.
Totally content.
Totally joy filled-jumping off, of course. Don't worry, Papa, we'll be discussing the rules, but for his first night....I let it slide. :)

Saint Patrick's Day

After reading the above book as an introduction to this amazing man and saint, we set out to do "something" in which to have fun and help us have a tangible way of remembering Saint Patrick.

Well, it just so happens I have happened upon a new tradition that I will begin with the kiddos NEXT year. :)

We were going to visit some friends, not Catholic, but Irish nonetheless and we wanted to bring something to them. Since Saint Patrick was very devoted to prayer (and I mean hundreds of them a day) we went looking for an Irish blessing.
Since hubby's computer had major malfunctions today, the printer was not working, so I quickly hand scribbled the blessing to attach to our origami basket. (Totally cool basket, right?)
If you know the story of Saint Patrick, you know that he used a shamrock (three leaf clover) to illustrate the mystery of the Trinity. We added one of those on the bag as well, which was a simple craft that Prez and I had done earlier that day.
Because the blessing mentions having a coin in your purse and a rainbow after the rain, we added "gold" coins to play with and a rainbow of Jolly Ranchers.

Here is where the new tradition comes in. From now on, I think I'm going to have the tradition that in the morning when the kids wake up, they'll have a "gift" bag in honor of St. patrick with this blessing.

May you always have work for your hands to do. There will be a craft to make (like a prayer plaque or holy card craft or painted cross)
May your pockets hold always a coin or two. some chocolate coins
May the sun shine bright on your windowpane. ?
May the rainbow be certain to follow each rain. a bag of Skittles
May the hand of a friend always be near you. the name of a friend to pray for

And may God fill your heart with gladness to cheer you. a special drink to use for "cheers"

So, I'm super excited about implementing that.
We then took off to visit our friends. Prez is looking rough because he spilled his bubbles and couldn't find his bubble stick. Poor guy.
Bubbles wasn't with us (she's visiting her best friend for the weekend), but here are the rest of them. We're so glad to have such wonderful friends and fun times.

Saint Patrick, intercede for us that we may work tirelessly to help others understand the depth of God's love.

What is spring break without friends?

For brevity's sake, I'll let the pictures do the majority of the talking!









Freezing cold water!
Can't get used to it.

Playing a game of Taboo.
This particular round was hilarious. When Bernandine said, "This is something that I want to do, but I never do." Her whole team (which was her family) shouted out, "Clean!" We were laughing so hard! The actual answer was diet.
Here is Bubbles, on the round where she didn't give away any points to the opposition. Yeah!

It was an absolutely fun filled day and one we won't forget. Hip Hip Hooray for vacation.