7 Quick Takes Friday

I’m setting the timer for 10 minutes and when it beeps, I’m done.  No philosopical ramblings for me today, folks.
You’re welcome.


Do you follow Honest Toddler on Twitter?  Do it.  Now.  Best thing in your Twitter feed, I promise.  S/he recently started a blog, too.  It’s here, but don’t say I didn’t warn you- you’re not going to get anything done once you click over there.  Doooown the rabbit hole of time suck you’ll go.


Do you do arm exercises?  Which ones do you use?  I found these on the Women’s Health magazine, and think they seem like something I could do.  But will they give me INSTANT, AMAZING RESULTS?  That’s what I’m after.  INSTANT, AMAZING RESULTS!


Catholic Exchange got itself a new Managing Editor, Dan Lord, the husband of our very own Hallie.  You may know Catholic Exchange from such places as “The Upper Right Hand Button On My Blog Bar”
CE is running its annual summer fundraiser, and your support would ensure continued quality content from your favorite Catholic blogger.
Whoever that may be.


I made waffles for breakfast, and John-Luke is currently the last one at the table, covered in syrup from head to waist, and I probably should reeeeaaaally speed these quick takes up before he gets stuck to the table permanently.


Ken found Gabriel like this the other night when we were checking on the kids before we went to bed:

When I asked him why he wasn’t sleeping on his bed, he looked at me like I had grown a second head and said in that voice children use to explain obvious truths to adults, “But Mommy, I was sleeping on my bed. The basket wasn’t on the floor or anything.”
Well played, Gabers.  Well played.

Joaquin just got done reading a biography of St. Maximillian Kolbe.  When he was done, I asked him the normal reading comprehension questions.  When asked to explain the conflict of the story, Joaquin looked at me blankly and said there wasn’t one.  
Thinking he’d forgotten what “conflict” meant, I explained it again.  Still a blank stare.
“Joaquin.  The problem.  What was the problem Kolbe faced?”
“Nothing!”  now both of us were getting irritated with the other.
“Joaquin.  What about him, oh, I don’t know, dying? Being in a death camp?  Any of those things seem like problems?”
Joaquin drew a heavy breath, and in the exact same voice I just described above, said, “No, Mommy.  Those weren’t problems, because he was a priest, and he knew that it was his job to die for Christ.  There were no problems in the story.”

Oy and Vey.  Literature class over so the six year old can instruct Theology class for the rest of the year.

No more avoiding it.  Time to de-syrupify John-Luke.  
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  1. says

    Oh my. Joaquin. Heart-stopping insight from a babe.

    I’ve been doing the 30 Day Shred and it is incredible for arms. And legs. But my abs, somehow, have yet to get the memo that I’m beach-bound in 2 weeks.

  2. says

    I LOVE Joaquin! A few days ago, I read your blog entry on 10 things about Joaquin, and the thing that touched me most was that at age 5, the first thing he thought of was offering Mass up for Elvis! I LOVED that! Made me think that this may be the first time ever that someone thought to offer Holy Mass up for him. God is so pleased with your little man! God bless you for being a wonderful mama to him and his siblings!

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