It's Miracles: Healing for a Broken World, written by Father Stefan Starzynski, a priest who was assigned to our church for several years; and Chris Grzasko, a good friend of Father Stefan's who attends our parish. He's already been on EWTN radio to talk about the book, and he'll be on The Catholic Channel on Sirius/XM on May 11 (which just HAPPENS to be his birthday!) I believe he'll be talking to Gus Lloyd on his Seize the Day program; when I get more details I'll be sure to give them to you here. Meanwhile, you can order the book from just about any bookstore; here is the link to Amazon.
It's Kids Say the Darndest Things Friday over at Lucy's Mystical Rose blog, so here's my little story for this week. The other day I heard Larry, who is thirteen, say this to Moe, who is nine: "When I was YOUR age..."
Thirteen-year-old boys know EVERYTHING.
Let's all remember to pray for the eleven workers who are still missing from the oil rig explosion. I think it's pretty much been determined that they did not survive. One of my Twitter "peeps," Jill, tweeted that her father is afraid that one of the victims was a friend of his, but didn't know for sure since they haven't released the names yet.
Outdoor Fun: On Wednesday, it rained most of the day, but the sun came out in the afternoon.
Moe and I decided to take our dog for a walk by the lake.
When Moe sat down to throw some rocks into the water,
...of course the ducks and the goose assumed he was feeding them and came over to check it out.
When they saw this ferocious beast staring at them,
they quickly retreated.
On Thursday we decided to take a detour on the way home from school and hunt for a geocache. While we were searching, we looked up to find it staring back at us!
Curly signed the logbook,
while Moe examined these little red critters. I can never remember their official name; we used to call them "p**s-ants."
(For more about geocaching, go to http://www.geocaching.com/.)
Back home, Moe took it upon himself to try and rid this puddle of all mosquito larvae.