In honor of my own karate kid:
Sam fell asleep 10 minutes in and missed the whole thing. Maybe next time.
A place of retreat for this mother of seven (currently fighting Stage IV Metastatic Breast Cancer) to speak on the joys and challenges of life for a Catholic family immersed in American culture.
She is such a joy and I am so happy she is here. We all are. I am falling in love with my other children all over again, seeing how they love her, care for her and regard her as the miracle that she is.
Who could have understood the many blessings of having such a large family? Not me, but I am here to tell you that they far outweigh the challenges.
Naturally, Tony is too short to see over the trash can, so there was quite a bit of careening into tables and passersby. I had to follow him closely and gently direct the trash can without letting him know I was touching it. If he saw me even touch it, he erupted in howls of protest.
Some, who couldn't see Tony on the other side, found it alarming--and then amusing--to see a seemingly unattended trash can moving on its own.