My Pleasure Thursday Rundown

We have reached mid-April and we finally received some of the showers that make this month famous. Thankfully Mother Nature waited until after a sunny spring break to bring the rain. Let’s jump into tonight’s Thursday Rundown…

Day Off – Speaking of spring break, I had the opportunity to take last Friday off to be with my kids. I took them to Dave & Buster’s for a couple hours and then we followed it up with lunch at the Spokane Valley Mall food court. As I have written before, I always try to take my children out to lunch on spring break.

A few images from our outing to Spokane’s Dave & Buster’s location and to the Spokane Valley Mall for lunch.

Fun Saturday – My day off on Friday was followed by another adventurous day. On Saturday I had the treat of taking Sid and the kids to ONE Stadium for a USL Soccer match as the Spokane Velocity defeated the Richmond Kickers, 3-1. It was EWU Night and my family had the opportunity to sit in one of the suites with some of my other co-workers and President Shari McMahan. For someone like Beau who is a soccer fanatic, the experience was something that he especially enjoyed.

A photo of Beau absolutely loving life at the Spokane Velocity soccer match we attended this past weekend.

Great Horror Film – I watched the best scary movie I have seen in a couple years this past week. Called “Weapons,” it tells the eerie story about 17 elementary students from the same classroom who end up going missing on the same night at 2:17 a.m. The plot of the movie is completely original, the concepts are creepy, the images are jarring, and the scares are real. The film receives an A+ from me for its creativity. If you are looking for a terrific horror movie that might even resonate with non-scary film fans (it did win Academy Awards after all), I recommend “Weapons.”

“Weapons” was a great film.

My Pleasure – On this date eight years ago, I wrote about “the problem” with the phrase no problem. I also discussed why I will say my pleasure for the rest of my life. But in short, when someone says “no problem,” it insinuates that there is/was a problem. When someone expresses their gratitude to you, it doesn’t make sense to respond by saying something that doesn’t convey any sort of warmth or sentiment. At best, “no problem” means nothing. How is it acknowledging what someone said to you?

This was my Instagram post from my Life’s Little Instructions calendar back in 2018 that influenced me to write a blog post about “no problem” and “my pleasure.”

Popes – Today would have been Pope Bendict XVI’s 99th birthday. Shortly after his death, I wrote this blog post about our former pope’s status as a master theologian on complex issues but also his simplicity at heart. When Pope Francis passed away, I wrote about his humility and exemplification of what it means to be a servant leader. When it comes to Pope Leo, I hope I don’t have to write about his legacy for a very long time 😉. But what I can say about him right now is that I feel extremely blessed to have him as my pope and I hope he continues to advocate for peace at every chance he gets.

Pope Benedict XVI was as sharp as they come (photo cred: New York Times).

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That’s all I have for tonight. Thanks for your readership and I hope you have a nice weekend. Don’t Blink.

You Are A Dork!

This weekend, my wife confronted Sloan with some cold hard facts and a conclusion. She didn’t sugarcoat it nor dumb it down. In Sidney’s straight-forward approach, this is what she told our daughter:

Sloan, you play chess…

You are obsessed with Hamilton…

AND you collect ducks…

You are a DORK!

To our daughter’s credit, she didn’t bat an eye. She wasn’t caught off guard nor did she take any offense. In fact, she took my wife’s assessment as a badge of honor. Yes, Sloan embraced her inner-dorkiness.

I have written at length about Sloan’s affinity for chess and her fandom for Hamilton. However, I haven’t elaborated to the same extent about her love of ducks.

Sloan holding one of the ducks she found on Freedom of the Seas.

This final characteristic of Sloan’s dorkdom was spurned a year ago when we went on our cruise. She was drawn into the duck-hiding subculture of cruise ships and spent considerable energy trying to find the toy waterfowl while we were on-board.

Another photo of Sloan holding toy ducks she found on the cruise.

Since that experience, she has been all about the ducks. For whatever reason they appeal to her and she has started to amass quite the collection. Simply take a look at her night stand to get a quick idea about the value she places on these tiny toys.

A look at Sloan’s night stand….it is cluttered with ducks.

Now I won’t go as far as to say my daughter is a dork. Eccentric? Sure. But no matter how Sid and I decide to describe Sloan, one thing is non-debatable: I sure love her. Don’t Blink.

God and Science: Harmony

I have a good friend who I met after moving back to Spokane. We played on the same Hoopfest team, we send our children to the same school, and every Christmas season our families get together to wrap presents.

A couple other things to mention about this person: She is one of the strongest Christians I know and she also happens to be a medical doctor.

I bring this person up and I specifically highlight her faith and occupation because of some rather striking and encouraging statistics I heard over the weekend…

We live in a world that tries to suggest that God and science can’t co-exist. But the fact of the matter is that they can—and they do. When people think that God and science aren’t complementary, they assume that people in science-based fields can’t and don’t embrace a higher power.

But this isn’t accurate.

The people we might stereotype as atheists because of their reliance on science are actually believers in a higher power.

I learned recently that the majority of doctors are believers. Most recent studies indicate that anywhere from 65% to 76% of medical physicians believe in God. Mind you, these are the professionals who help patients face indescribable hardships and confront death much more frequently than the average human. They are also extremely well-educated and possess an extensive STEM-based background. All these factors might lead people to assume that most doctors would be atheists but instead the exact opposite is true.

Furthermore, I also learned that more scientists than not believe in God. The most-recent study indicates that 51% of professionals classified as scientists do believe. Take a moment to fathom that. The people who base their findings on the scientific method, demand proof for everything, and know the theory of evolution like the back of their hand still believe that God exists.

I was exposed to these legitimate and illuminating studies while listening to a radio show that featured Fr. Robert Spitzer. If you have never heard of Fr. Spitzer before, I suggest taking a moment to Google him. He is more than just a priest—besides once serving as a university president, he is also an expert on miracles and near-death experiences. He has built scientific proofs on why God does exist and puts into perspective why people who are stereotyped as not having faith actually do.

But as much as I would like to write more about the incredible Fr. Spitzer—who I have watched lecture in-person—I just want to again emphasize the fact that God and science work together and those who we think don’t believe actually do.

And this mode of thinking is only becoming more prominent. Two-thirds of young scientists believe in God, advocating that you can be both religious and a good scientist.

Make no mistake about it, God and science are harmonious. And the proof goes well beyond just my friend. Don’t Blink.

Why Jefferson’s Birthday Matters to Sloan

So why does Thomas Jefferson mean anything to my daughter? Well, I will tell you this: It isn’t because she followed in her dad’s footsteps of being a U.S. President child prodigy.

Please humor me as I tell you why Thomas Jefferson matters to my daughter.

No, it is something else entirely.

Give up? One word…HAMILTON.

I really don’t know how it happened, but one day Sloan just really started loving the play Hamilton. Seriously, it was like overnight. Sid and I have watched it before but it was years ago before Sloan had reached an age of reason.

Sloan loves “Hamilton” so much we got her Hamilton pajamas for her birthday.

But starting about six months ago, Sloan somehow discovered the play and has been belting out the songs ever since. If you are familiar with Hamilton, you know Thomas Jefferson plays a pretty major role as an antagonist to the title character. It is kind of funny, because how he is portrayed in the play is pretty much exactly how I had envisioned him for most of my life.

I don’t deny Jefferson’s sketchiness and I do recognize that he is a controversial figure. At the same time, I sincerely value his contributions to the United States of America. It is because of his role as a founding father and his eccentricities that I ranked him #3 when I released my Top Ten U.S. Presidents blog post back in 2017.

When I presented at a conference in the D.C. area back in 2022, I had the pleasure to escape the hotel for an evening to tour the sights with my then-boss. During a previous visit to our nation’s capital I didn’t get the chance to see the Jefferson Monument but I wouldn’t be denied this time around. As with many of the other monuments, the Thomas Jefferson tribute was much larger than I imagined.

I took this photo back in 2022 when I visited Washington D.C. and had the chance to step inside the Jefferson Monument.

I know I am totally going off script now as the point of this post was to discuss why Jefferson matters to Sloan but let me say one more random thing: I love the $2 bill. It truly is just as unique as our third president and I think one of these years a handful of the bills will be crowned my top gift of the Christmas season (have you ever watched someone open an envelope to find $10 in $2 bills?—it is pretty funny).

This is me holding seven $2 bills. I put them in an envelope and used them as a white elephant gift back in December 2024.

But back to Sloan. Thanks to a play that has captured the interest of millions, my daughter has a solid grasp on key moments and prominent figures of early American history. This includes knowledge of the author of the Declaration of Independence who was born on April 13, 1743. Don’t Blink.

Vigil Thursday Rundown

April showers bring May flowers but lately we have just had sunshine here in Spokane. That’s a great outcome for a couple kids who are living under our roof who happen to be on spring break. That time has arrived for me to quickly (and sometimes not so quickly) cover a handful of topics. Here we go with my latest Thursday Rundown…

S’mores Dip – Once again, I brought a special dessert dip to our family’s Easter celebration. At Sid’s urging, I prepared a s’mores dip. With Beau as my sous chef, we made the dip after church as we mixed marshmallow cream, fudge, cream cheese, and a couple other ingredients. The verdict? Well, the funfetti dip and monster dip I made in the past were both better but it was still pretty good.

Beau sprinkles marshmallows on our s’mores dessert dip.

Easter Vigil 2026 – I extensively described our Easter Sunday but I didn’t write anything about our Easter Eve. On Saturday night, Sloan and I attended the Easter Vigil at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley). The Easter Vigil is the “mother of all vigils” and is the high point of the liturgical year in the Catholic Church. The service is marked by the lighting of the Paschal candle, extended readings, and the welcoming of new members into the Church. As the Catholic Church enjoys a surge worldwide of people converting to the faith, it was cool to see it at the local level too. St. Mary had more people become Catholic on Saturday night than they have had in years. Thanks be to God!

Sloan holds her candle at the Easter Vigil held at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley) on Saturday, April 4, 2026.

Gas – Back in the early 2020s, I wrote about some pretty out of control gas prices. At one point, I was paying $5.29 per gallon to fill up. With the current Iran conflict, gas prices are climbing toward that direction. Earlier this week I paid $4.89 to fill up which racked up a final total of $70.22. It is hard to believe that I was paying $1.56 per gallon less than 10 years ago.

I paid $70.22 to fill up my tank this week at a station at 32nd and Pines in Spokane Valley.

Hoopfest Tip-Off Party – I will return to Hoopfest in 2026 for my 10th year as a court monitor. The kickoff to the June event was this week at the Hoopfest Tip-Off Party at Northern Quest. I received a couple invites to the bash because of my service as a court monitor and because EWU sponsors the tournament. I took my dad and we had a really nice time. We were given drink tickets, a catered meal from Qdoba, and the opportunity to watch the NCAA men’s basketball championship game on several big screens. We also witnessed the poster reveal and the ball reveal. I can’t wait for Hoopfest 2026!

KHQ sports director Austin Getz (left) and Hoopfest executive director Riley Stockton (right) reveal the poster design for Hoopfest 2026 at the Hoopfest Tip-Off Party earlier this week at Northern Quest.

Cruise Memories – This week has marked the one-year anniversary of our cruise through the Western Caribbean. It was the only cruise I had ever set sail on and a year later I am filled with so many happy memories. I wrote about the experience and what made it such an awesome vacation. If you have never been on one before, you should give it a try just to see if it is an escape that meshes well with your vacation expectations.

Sloan and I living our best lives on Freedom of the Seas during our family’s first ever cruise.

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If I am counting correctly, that’s five topics, meaning my work here is done (for tonight, at least). I am looking forward to a day off tomorrow to spend time with my kids as their spring break winds down. Have a wonderful rest of your week, friends. Don’t Blink.

Dribble-Dribble, Shoot-Shoot: Sloan’s Basketball Season

We made a deal with Sloan. After five seasons of soccer, her enthusiasm was starting to wane. With the spring season approaching, she expressed her desire to hang up the cleats. With the season already paid for (you sign up for fall and spring seasons as a bundle), we wanted her to stick it out.

But then, in the pursuit of keeping her active, we offered Sloan an alternative: Play basketball and you can retire from soccer.

She accepted our offer.

Sloan poses for a picture in her basketball uniform prior to her first game.

Sloan recently finished her first season of basketball for St. Mary. Besides cross country, it was the first sport offered to her at school as she played on the 3rd/4th grade girls team. Before the season started, we took her to the local sporting goods store and bought her some basketball shoes. Our girl was ready to play!

Besides the shoes, she also got a basketball. Her Uncle Glen, Aunt  Carrie, cousin Olivia, and dog mom Jelly Bean gave her this ball for her birthday.

I was a little nervous for her. Sloan received my athletic genes and it wasn’t like she was elated to play in the first place. But thanks to super organized/patient coaches and supportive teammates, the season turned out to be a success.

Sloan takes the court at the beginning of a basketball game against Cataldo Catholic School.

The team played six games on Wednesdays from February – beginning of April. Besides the one home game they hosted, the team traveled to other area Catholic schools for their games. Although I did miss one game, I was able to get off work in time to navigate the Cheney/Spokane traffic so I could attend the other five.

Sloan dribbles the basketball down the courtl during her last game on April 1.

The St. Mary girls proved to be a strong squad. They finished with a 4-2 record and played tough each time they graced the hardwood. They were coachable, worked well together, and practiced good sportsmanship. They were a fun group to watch.

Sloan played on an organized, talented, and supportive team. Big thanks to Troy Gibbs and Dani Golay for coaching the squad.

As for Sloan, she showed signs of improvement throughout the season. She played relentless defense and was never afraid to call for the ball. Her ball handling and decisions she made once she received it progressed as the games went on. Although she might not have scored, she always tried to find the open teammate.

Sloan plays defense during a home basketball game at St. Mary Catholic School (Spokane Valley).

Thanks to Troy Gibbs and Dani Golay for serving as the coaches. It makes a dad feel good that they offered such a positive environment where my daughter could grow and the team could succeed. I also admire Sloan for putting herself out there and trying a new sport. As spring enters full swing, I hope she doesn’t miss soccer too much…but I don’t think she will. Don’t Blink.

Easter 2026

Alleluia! He is risen!

Thanks be to God my family got to spend another Easter together. We took this photo after beautiful Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Yesterday we celebrated Easter Sunday and per usual it was the most glorious day of the year for our family. Because of the magnitude of the day for humanity and the personal emphasis Sid, Sloan, Sid, and I place on it, each year I write a quick post reflecting on how we celebrated it.

Sloan and Beau in their Easter Sunday best as they stand in the vestibule at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Thanks to everyone who made it special…

Our Easter Sunday started at 6 a.m. when everyone awoke. It was a dash down the stairs to see if the Easter Bunny paid a visit overnight. Much to the delight of Sloan and Beau, he did. Their baskets contained clothes, a book, and some candy.

Beau and Sloan scope out their Easter baskets. The Easter Bunny treated them well.

The focal point of the day then took place when we drove to St. Mary Catholic Church for 9 a.m. Easter Sunday mass. My brother, sister-in-law, and niece sat with us in the overflowing quarters of the sanctuary. Speaking of the overflowing quarters, during his homily, Fr. Jeff Lewis spoke about the influx of people not just parish-wide but worldwide joining the Catholic Church. He then preached about an obvious line that separates the world into a pro-Jesus side and anti-Jesus side. He told us to get on the pro-Jesus side. Our family had the honor of bringing down the gifts with our Godson.

Fr. Jeff Lewis concludes Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley). It was beautiful as usual and my family had the blessing of bringing up the gifts.

After mass we caught up with friends and then ventured into the St. Mary parish hall (aka the gym) for fellowship and sweet treats. After a long Lenten season, the cinnamon rolls and donut holes sure tasted good.

Beau and Sloan help themselves to some sweets after Easter Sunday mass at St. Mary Catholic Church (Spokane Valley).

Back at the house, Beau and I made a dessert dip for our family celebration later that afternoon. Sid then took over the kitchen and made a pizza dip for lunch. While the baking and eating was taking place, we watched a couple videos about Jesus’ death and resurrection.

Our family walking with swagger on Easter Sunday.

We then ventured up north to my parents’ house for our big Reser Easter celebration. My siblings and their families joined us as we all spent most of the afternoon outside as we hung out in lounge chairs, threw the football, and did chalk art.

Sloan and Beau with their cousins just loving the beautiful Eastern Sunday weather.

It was then time to eat as we sat down as a big, happy family to enjoy a ham dinner. As I always say about these meals, the conversation always ends up being better than the food even though everything on the table was incredibly delicious.

Our family sitting around the table for Easter Sunday Dinner 2026.

After Easter dinner, Glen and his wife staged their annual Easter egg hunt for the kids (you can watch the video I made here). This was the first time since my family moved to Spokane that a jacket/sweatshirt wasn’t needed for the hunt. All kids were great sports and had fun. We concluded the Reser Easter celebration with dessert and continued conversation.

Glen and Carrie pose with all the cousins after their annual Easter egg hunt.

Sidney and I returned home just the two of us. My sister took Sloan and Beau to her place to spend the night with their cousins as all the kids are now on spring break. We would close out Easter Sunday by watching some of “Jesus of Nazareth.”

Alleluia! He Is Risen! Sloan celebrates inside the St. Mary Catholic School (Spokane Valley) gym after the Easter Vigil.

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With yesterday’s celebration, we now enter Eastertide, a period of 50 glorious days to celebrate the resurrection. At the beginning of Lent, I referenced a homily from Archbishop Hicks that reflected on the hunger we feel in our hearts during lent. He mentioned that binging on jelly donuts during Fat Tuesday would do little to satisfy our appetite on Ash Wednesday. Well, the same holds true as we enter the Easter Season. Although the season of fasting has passed, the indulgent foods that will now be more accessible to us will do little to satisfy our hunger.

As Archbishop Hicks said seven weeks ago, and it still holds true today, there is only one thing that will fill our hungry souls: Jesus.

Happy Easter. Don’t Blink.

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Girl Scout Cookies Thursday Rundown

I want to start by wishing you a meaningful Holy Thursday. This evening begins the Triduum, the three-day period that ends with Easter Sunday and comprises the holiest portion of the Church calendar. Let’s begin with my latest Thursday Rundown…

Sprite and Milk – On Sunday, Beau asked if he could do a TikTok challenge that encouraged brave souls to mix milk and Sprite together. We have been down this road before, I thought. It was three years ago that Sloan and I made Pilk—a mix of Pepsi and milk. Since I did that taste experiment with Sloan, I figured I would do Sprite + milk with Beau. Although I didn’t try it, Beau said it was delicious. Once his sister saw what he was doing, she even encouraged him to add some flavored syrup to the concoction…which he did. The overall experiment turned out to be a success.

Beau holds his Sprite and milk drink. This was after the flavored syrup was added.

Girl Scout Cookies – I came across this graphic depicting the different varieties of Girl Scout cookies in this past Sunday’s Spokesman-Review. I am yet to try an Exploremores but I would like to soon. After all, it shouldn’t be that hard, Girl Scouts are all over the place right now selling the cookies. Sidney usually buys 6-7 boxes but we haven’t purchased our usual quota yet this year (hint: If you have a Girl Scout who wants an easy sale). Although the price per box has increased from $5 to $6, we should have enough in the budget this year to cover it.

This was the graphic than ran in the Spokesman-Review this past weekend.

Past Easter Eggs – With Easter this Sunday, I thought I would share some of the commercialized posts I have written in the past. First, please take a look at these photos of my children with various different Easter Bunnies and tell me if any of them (the rabbits…not my kids) look normal. Second, if you have a sweet tooth, take a gander at my top five Easter candies. Yes, the classic Cadbury egg is on the list but you will have to follow the link to find out the others, including what I ranked as #1. And third, speaking of Easter eggs, get up to speed on my unsolicited critique of different Easter egg hunt formats.

Sloan and Beau in 2024 with an Easter Bunny they encountered at a neighborhood egg hunt in Camelot Park in north Spokane.

Pizzagaina – I wrote about this Easter delicacy five years ago so I thought it was well past time to sing its praises again. Pizzagaina is an Italian dish made at Easter that will bring a smile to your face. Think of it as a savory pie of goodness. Macaroni and cheese and ham are packed into a flaky crust and then baked. Pizzagaina has been a tradition in my mom’s family for decades and you can always find a freshly made loaf at our family Easter celebrations.

This is the pizzagaina loaf that my mom gave my family in 2021. We ate every bit of it.

Mary and the Women at the Tomb – I started this rundown with Beau and I am going to end it with him too. We were on the campus of St. Augustine Parish/Cataldo School last night for Sloan’s last basketball game. As we were getting into my car after it was over, Beau asked, “Will you take my picture, daddy?” He was standing right next to this Marian statue that depicts her with the other women prior to Jesus’ resurrection. With Easter this weekend, I didn’t think there was anything more appropriate to include in tonight’s Thursday Rundown.

Beau stands next to a Marian statue on the St. Augustine Parish/Cataldo School campus. Have a great Easter, everyone!

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I hope you have a blessed weekend with a very happy Easter. Thanks for reading and praise Jesus. Don’t Blink.

SOLD! The Meaningful Auction Item We Brought Home

This past weekend, Sidney and I attended the St. Mary School Auction. Similar to the first time we attended the event, we were blown away by the generosity of the St. Mary community. The way so many people gave their time, talent, and treasure is something that Sid and I aspire to emulate one day.

Sid and I pose in our backyard before heading off to the 2026 St. Mary Catholic School Auction.

Although we didn’t draw close to the way that many invested in the event, we did manage to come away with an auction item. Lucky for us, it was a very meaningful one.

In addition to the many silent auction and live auction items that people donate, each St. Mary’s class creates its own project/gift to contribute. For example, Beau’s kindergarten class made a cookie jar that is refillable with two dozen cookies each month for the next year (parents of the class take turns baking them each month…I am up in October!). Another class made a framed poster that included a professional black-and-white photo of each student praying. Another class offered up a mirror with inspirational quotes around the frame and signatures of each student on the back.

This cookie jar was the kindergarten class item. Jaysanna Wang was the parent who spearheaded the project and the jar is “refillable” with 2 dozen cookies for the next year. It went for more than $5K.

With the cookie jar way out of our bidding range (it went for $5K+), we set our sights on the project that Sloan’s third grade class worked on. With Sid managing the bidding as I had already left to relieve the babysitter, my wife offered up the winning bid and we took home a table and prayer book.

But of course it wasn’t just an ordinary table or prayer book.

Sloan stands next to the table and holds the prayer book that Sid successfully bid on during the 2026 St. Mary Catholic School Auction. Mrs. Mary Remer and her third graders brought this project to fruition.

Sloan’s teacher, Mrs. Mary Remer, asked her husband to commission an end table that would be cherished by any Catholic family. The center of the table top features a rose, which is a symbol of the Blessed Virgin Mary, intertwined with a rosary. Inscribed around the perimeter of the table are the words to the Hail Mary prayer. It is beautiful!

A look at the table top. It depicts a rose surrounded by a rosary with the words to the “Hail Mary” circulating around the perimeter.

The table, made out of rich wood, includes a lower shelf.

This view shows the lower shelf and how the prayer book is positioned.

That lower shelf is perfect for the prayer book that Sloan and her classmates made. The book is special before you even open it. The cover depicts a colorful cross that was made from the fingerprints of everyone in Sloan’s class.

The prayer book’s cover depicts a colorful cross. The cross was made from the fingerprints of the third grade students and Mary Remer.

You can open up the prayer book to the inside cover to see which paint color matches each student and then on the opposite page is a class photo.

This is the inside cover of the prayer book. It contains the color code of the children’s fingerprints and is opposite a class photo.

Once you start browsing through the pages is when the real humility and faith of Mrs. Remer’s third grade class shines. Each student was given their own section. Each section opens with the featured student’s photo and autobiography. Following each intro are handwritten pages of that particular third grader’s favorite saint quote and their favorite prayers. The prayers range from morning prayers to evening prayers, creed-based prayers to Eucharistic prayers, petition prayers to repentful prayers.

This is the beginning of Sloan’s section. She actually closes the book out.

Sloan is the last entry in the prayer book. After sharing that her favorite color is purple and her best friend is Allison, my daughter used the next several pages to write the prayers of the rosary.

This page is devoted to the “Fatima Prayer,” which was added to the rosary in 1917. Sloan’s classmate, Mateo, created this page.

The past two days I have experienced great joy when walking through the front door to see our new table near the entryway. I am grateful to Mrs. Remer and her husband for undertaking such a significant project. I am impressed by the third grade students for the effort they put forth to help. And, finally, I am humbled by many of my fellow St. Mary parents for the generosity and passion they have for the faith and education of our children. This humility is especially extended to Adam and Anne Mileski (aka the parents of Sloan’s best friend) for inviting us to sit at their table. As always, I am proud to be part of the St. Mary community. Don’t Blink.

The Smell and Agony of Pencils

It is the smell that really still gets me.

I will never forget how mornings started my first couple years of elementary school. Before the school day officially started, our teacher would sit down at an electronic pencil sharpener and we would get in line. When one of us would advance to the front, she would take the writing utensil we held in our hand and shove it into the pencil sharpener.

After about 10 seconds and a cacophony of high pitch noises, she would hand back a freshly sharpened pencil with a long and sharp lead point.

The machine was revolutionary for the time and the result was on-point, but it was that fresh aroma of wood that suggested, Okay, the school day is about to start…get ready, that I can still remember to this day.

But the start-of-morning pencil sharpening ritual ceased around fourth grade when the introduction of mechanical pencils hit our school. I immediately swapped out my traditional pencil with a Bic .7mm mechanical writing mechanism and never looked back.

The introduction of the mechanical pencil didn’t kill the traditional pencil. My kids use the old school writing utensil every night at the homework table.

That was of course until I was able to use pen. Sorry, there is no doubt about what the superior writing utensil is. I just assume avoid something that can be erased, smears the side of my palm, and breaks easily.

Nowadays, I never use a pencil unless I am helping my kids with homework. And based on all the pencils we have in our junk box, you would think my children must be doing homework every waking hour. Thank goodness it is not actually like that.

Unfortunately, it just so happens that about 80% of our million pencils are unsharpened and the ones that are sharpened somehow need to be re-sharpened. Thus, the same routine plays out each night where our kids need to take one of our cheap, handheld sharpeners to sharpen whatever pencil they feel inclined to use that evening while managing to get pencil shavings all over the place.

Yes, we do have a couple mechanical pencils around. In fact, Sidney, who was a teacher, prefers our kids use them because she thinks they allow Sloan and Beau to write more legibly. I just have to get my son to stop clicking the eraser over and over to create a lead point that is over a foot long before he actually uses it to write (and then proceed to break the said lead point).

Even though Sid says mechanical pencils help kids write better, I usually shove a traditional pencil in Beau’s hand because of his tendency to fool around with the mechanical variety.

Did I mention that I prefer pen over pencil?

However, on this National Pencil Day it was kind of nice to wake up and smell the wood. Don’t Blink.