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On a Tuesday

Today was a good day.

 I have been struggling lately to find the good in my days. For the third time in two years, I am taking a mega dose of vitamin D, thanks to the lack of sunshine over here in Germany. For me, lack of sunshine equals lack of happiness. And spring, oh beautiful spring, you are taking your dear sweet time this year! My mood has been very gray and dismal, just like the sky.

But today. I took Therese in to the pediatrician, for I suspected she had pink eye, along with the cough and congestion she has been suffering the past few days. I normally would let things run their course, but there is someplace I want to go soon and I really, really want to be able to go.

Taking four kids into the doctor's office is never a task I enjoy. So I packed coloring books, school books, and other random things to keep people busy and off we went. They were so well-behaved that I made sure to lavish them with compliments on the way to the car. It was then that I realized that for the past few days, that gray and dismal feeling has been lifting. I pray that between taking my vitamin D and the small signs of spring, that the grayness will give way to the brilliant joy that is this Easter Season.


The sunset was exceptionally spectacular this evening, don't you think?

My German neighbor came out to watch his crazy American neighbor take pictures of the sky. I am pretty sure that we are a great source of entertainment for them!

Those colors!!


Peter has not been as interested in the Mass and pretending to be a priest as he used to be, so when the kids called us into the classroom to join them in "Mass" the other day, I was delighted to see this:


The rug is the altar linen and a large scarf is the altar cloth.

Father Peter is directing his altar server on the setup.

The altar server and the lector are setting up the Credence table.

The cross is secured on the broom handle.

"Father Peter" prepares for the Liturgy of the Eucharist


The priest washes his hands

Following the directions from his Mass book.


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  1. BarbaraApril 7, 2016 at 8:14 AM

    Such a sweet little man!

    Thank you for reminding me to take my vitamin D. After Doug's job was terminated, life became very chaotic and I got out of the habit of taking my supplements. I started noticing how achy I was without my fish oil, but I am also feeling the effects of low vit D.

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