"You will be a better mom because you are a theologian, and a better theologian because you are a mom."

Is it true? In this blog, I explore the interplay and intersection of motherhood and theologianhood.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Childhood Excitement

(The drawing above is unrelated to this post - just showing off Maia's artwork.)

Little kids get so excited, it's true, and it's one of the neatest parts of having kids - sharing in their excitement. Last week I mentioned that Maia is really excited about receiving the Eucharist. Yesterday I came downstairs, and Maia addressed me as follows:

M: "Mom, I just CAN'T WAIT to die!"

TM: "What? Why?"

M: "I said, I can't wait to die! I can't wait to see Jesus face to face! That will be awesome!"

TM: "Oh, ok, that's, uh, I mean, that's really great, honey! But what made you think of it?"

M: "Well, I was playing with these Barbie dolls here..." (yes, some Barbie dolls snuck into the house while I wasn't looking) "and then one of them, the pregnant one" (pregnant and NOT showing, I should add) "died, and I thought, wow, sad, but then I thought, no that's great because now she gets to see Jesus! And then that just made me really excited to die!"

TM: "That's fantastic, Maia, but not too soon. I think God has some things for you to do here on earth first."

M: "Oh, alright."

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Maia and Patrick Agree...


Sometimes you just need to suck your thumb.



Friday, February 4, 2011

Head, Shoulders...

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Honestly, he was laughing hysterically with this, until Maia began filming. But even without the laughter, he's pretty cute, isn't he?


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Then Maia thought she needed a turn.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Anticipating the Eucharist

While munching on a demi-baguette, Maia spontaneously said:

"Mom, the day that I receive Jesus in communion for the first time, I don't think I'll eat anything else that day. I'll just be so happy to have Jesus. Because he's the nicest man in the whole world ever, right? And imagine, I get to have him."

A few hours later, I walked into the kitchen to find Daddy explaining to Maia that the "accidents remain the same" in reference to the Eucharist.

This time Maia had other things on her mind. "Great, Dad, now can I have some more ice cream?"