Oh, my what a day. Great Mass with the Bishop this morning and then off to St. Peter's for the General Audience with the Holy Father.Can I tell you how close we were to him! Kathryn will be so JEALOUS! I love you babe and I promise I got great photos.After a two hour lunch, love those Italians, we toured Tivoli and Villa d'Este and its 1,000 fountains, yes that number is correct.Do we have a future pope from America...only ...

Well blogger fans, your captian for the next two weeks will be the hubby of the wonderful author of this blog. She has graciously allowed me access to provide some thoughts on my little trip to Rome with the Diocese of Austin.On Monday, I hugged all the kids and gave the wife a kiss and bid farewell! I thought I was in luck when nobody sat next to me on the plane, but sleep was going to a be problem ...

The man of the house is officially en route to Italy. While we're super sad not to have him here for a while, we know he's going to have a blast. And, really, how can you feel sorry for someone who gets to enjoy gelato, great Italian food, Old Rome, a bazillion churches and B16?Speaking of Scott, I've invited him to guest blog...so expect to see some fantabulous posts from my other half the next few days. I'll do my ...

Well, I thought I was prepared to be a baseball mom. I had the soccer mom and basketball mom gigs down pat.Kathryn meet baseball.Baseball meet Kathryn.In the last 10 days, we've gotten 12 emails about baseball. Yep, 12. That, in addition to the reminders about the SEVEN practices in the next 2.5 weeks. If you're counting, that's two practicies a week for five-year-olds. Am I missing something here? These kids are not the big leagues. They can barely remember to ...

We have this HUGE, and I'm talking ALL CAPS folks, sign on the window next to our front door that says...PLEASE KNOCKThat's it. Not mean, not unclear, pretty durn straightforward. Can anyone tell me why the guy who came to fix my washing machine clearly can't read? Rang that doorbell like a pro 10 minutes before naptime was finito. Scratch that, his little trigger finger successfully ended that little slice of heaven.:::sigh:::