The other day a young man I know well told me that he and his wife are expecting another baby. I am very excited for him! He works for the County - and he has a good job, but is paid a County salary, so he doesn’t make as much as lawyers in private practice. He loves his work, and that makes it all worthwhile - most of the time. This winter the boiler in their 90-year-old “charming” house went out at least five time. I babysat one night, and sat within three feet of the wood stove, with all three children, and we kept our coats on. A few weeks ago they came to our house on a Saturday, and while they were there, everyone took a shower or a bath because their tub kept leaking through the floor into the downstairs, and it wasn’t fixed yet. I thought to myself, “How are they surviving this? They had no heat, now they have no shower, the repairs are so expensive, they have three little kids, she’s pregnant!” I felt like I needed to fix it for them, and do it quickly.
Fortunately, my husband reminded me of the hot dog days. Those were the days when he worked for the County. When we lived in an old house, and every time I used my blow dryer we blew a fuse. Those were the days when going out to dinner meant McDonald’s or Burger King. When he got a raise and his salary bumped up over $35,000 we went out to dinner at an all-you-can-eat steakhouse. My kids were picky eaters. Terry wouldn’t eat pasta; Brendon was a cereal guy; everything made Patrick sick; and Kelly was just unpredictable. (My perfect daughter hadn’t arrived yet) There were two things that everybody would eat: hot dogs and McDonald's hamburgers. We ate a lot of hot dogs.
Sounds miserable and almost like child abuse now, doesn’t it? They played outside for hours - even when they didn’t want to. If I was reading a good book, they played outside even more. They went to bed before dark, because I was tired. If it was raining, and they were driving me nuts, they watched cartoons and sometimes even Dukes of Hazzard.
I know - sometimes I wonder how they turned out so well, too. There is a lot to be said for struggling through - for working it out, and making do. They learned to appreciate what they had and what they have. They never missed a “thank you” no matter how small the treat or gift might have been - and they still don’t.
So I’m not going to fix things for this young dad and his precious family. They will work it out and make do, and they will be better for it. It won’t bother them that they don’t have air conditioning in July, because they will be playing outside with the hose or in the baby pool. They’ll make their fun with one another and not with a big screen tv or video game player. No tennis camp for them. They’ll play in the dirt and make up games, and hopefully they won’t kill one another in the process! They’ll go to bed at night exhausted, and sometimes with dirty feet. They will be loved and they will be together. How lucky they are!
Dates to Remember:
April 11 Faith Knowledge Test, Grades 6, 7, & 8
Principal Search Committee, 5:00pm - 7:00pm
HSA Board Meeting, 7:00pm
12 Faith Knowledge Test, Grades 3, 4, & 5
13 Catholic Business Network Scholarship Breakfast, 7:30am
Mass at noon
17 Grade 6 to Museum of Natural History
18 8th grade Confirmation Retreat, 8:30 - 3:00
California Tortilla Fundraiser - 4pm - 10pm
19 Grade 8 to Museum of Natural History and National Gallery of Art
20 Mass at noon
22 Band Festival at Saint John’s College High School, Lourdes’ Band performs at 1:00pm
24 Grade 8 to Vocations Mass
Grade 7 to Air and Space Museum
27 Dismissal at 12:10pm
Packet pickup for Lions’ Roar, 12:45 - 7:00pm
Spaghetti Dinner and Silent Auction, 6:00pm
28 Lions’ Roar Kate Truax 5K and 1K runs, picnic and more!
Drawing for Hamilton Tickets
Raffle Drawing for Class Baskets
Mrs. McGann, Principal
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