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The shadow of St. Francis and pumpkin pie
What could be more Charlie-Brown-Thanksgiving than lunch at an elementary school in fall? On Thursday, the church bells rang as kids tumbled out of the Parish school and lined up for turkey, dressing and pumpkin pie. It’s an annual tradition at my kids’ school to invite all the parents to a Thanksgiving lunch.
I am so grateful for my precious children and for the rare opportunity they’ve all been given to attend the same school, at least for a short time. It is a blessing to our family and I never take it for granted.
What are you thankful for today?
The shadow of St. Francis inside the kids’ school gymnasium. Lord make me an instrument…
This is the same statue of St. Francis taken from outside. It sits on the ledge of a gymnasium window.
I took more pictures of Juliette and Bridgette, but they included faces of their friends, which I didn’t want to publish without their parents’ consent.
My precious little boy. He loves to say this prayer, “Remember the one who loves you the most: The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost!”
Lunch was awesome – a great tradition I plan to enjoy with my kids every year I can!
I posted this photo on Facebook and called it a water fountain. Someone corrected me and said it was a bubbler. I luv the bubbler! One of the great mysteries of my childhood: what did those letters mean!?
One more thing for which to be thankful: coffee! I luv the sugar bowl. This elf is an Irish Catholic.
Thanksgiving lunch, complete with cranberry sauce.
This Pilgrim also appears to be an Irish Catholic.
Sullivan sitting inside his classroom. I like the turkey hanging from the ceiling.
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace;
where there is hatred, let me sow love;
when there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
Grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood, as to understand,
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying [to ourselves] that we are born to eternal life.