Going to mass with our 5 kids is kind of messy. It always has been. We’ve thrown paper airplanes; run up and down aisles; had kick fights; yelled bad words; decorated arms and legs with pen tattoos; constant chattering and giggling. We claimed our seats in the last row a few years ago. I askedContinue reading “Give Your Best to God”
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