Apples and lollipops

This kid. He is the youngest of five and knows very well that his is a privileged position. We both love the days that he’s home from preschool and we hang out together. These are the days he tells me, “Mummy, it’s just you and me and a cup of tea.” He was sick with…

Oh Christmas tree! Thy leaves are so unchanging.

  This is my column as published last week in The Catholic Weekly.   It’s taken a while but I think I have learned to embrace the mess that comes with having a brood of young children. Things that use to dismay me, like spilt milk at breakfast time, muddy footprints on just-mopped floors, and…

I’m not naturally a morning person, but…

Sometimes the best things happen in the morning. Like a big brother deciding to help a little brother eat his breakfast.           I’m so glad I noticed this and got it on camera. What about you? Did you manage to catch any special moments this week?