When our priest gave a homily the first Sunday of Advent on how Advent was supposed to be a Little Lent and started talking about sacrifices, I shifted uneasily in my pew. I had a feeling God would mercifully reveal the sacrificing we would be doing, but was hoping it would be like maybe an ice cream shortage or that the pizza place would run out of pepperoni.
The weekend that the Furious Five received their first stripes on their belts at karate turned out to be our last weekend out of the house for a while.
We didn’t know what was coming down the pike, but that weekend was a beautiful, peaceful, fantastic time as a family. We bonded and laughed and just enjoyed one another’s company.
It was blessed.
After the dojo, we put on our warmest clothes to go pick out a tree. We didn’t know that the Imlay City Equestrian team was going to be at the Christmas Tree place, but we were psyched when they offered the kids rides and the chance to ride the horses!
We picked out our tree and brought the huge thing home INSIDE the van. Joseph had all sorts of claims and promises of being able to put the star on top without standing on a ladder. But, even at 6ft tall, he couldn’t reach the top of this tree!
Danny’s Tree
Tom passed out at Immaculate Conception Mass in the front room. Covid had Tom a lovely shade of yellow.
When they took my swab for flu/covid , I was feverish and feeling extremely unwell: I watched the two lines show up on the test and started crying because it looked like a pregnancy test and it was clearly positive I didn’t know how I was going to tell Matt and how I would handle being pregnant when I was feeling so sick…
Care Package drop off from Ellen and Logan
