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Our very own Miss Gulch
She drove up, not on a bicycle, but behind the wheel of a white Honda Odyssey. “Your cat has been sneaking into my basement and pooping on my towels,” Ms. V complained. “If I can ever catch her, I’m going to call the Humane Society to come and get her.” Well, there really wasn’t any…
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Christmas Eve and Christmas Day
We lit all of our candles and finished our Advent readings. We opened gifts. We spent Christmas Day with Karl’s family. His Dad read the story of Christ’s birth from Luke 2, then we enjoyed sharing what the Incarnation and the Gospel mean to each of us. We opened more gifts. The boys enjoyed playing…
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Looking at Lights
One of our Christmas traditions is to take one evening to drive through various neighborhoods to see all of the decorations. The kids grab their favorite blankets, and we all pile into the van. When it’s really cold out, Karl opens the moon roof, cracks the windows (to simulate a sleigh ride), and turns the…
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December Update
Life is swiftly moving and carrying me with it. It didn’t even stop for me to get over a nasty cold/flu spell. “Not feeling well? Can’t keep up the pace?” she asked. “Well, too bad, Sister!” And she kept moving right along. I had to miss out on a couple of big events: a family…
Leslie Wiggins 