As I mentioned, the community gathers Good Friday afternoon to pray the Stations of the Cross that are set up through the trees at the Shrine of St Therese. You can see Bishop Burns there leading us.
So after stations, we are all in the mood to be home and be fed and I like to have hot cross buns out. I also have a vase of sticks which will dramatically be bloomed flowers on Easter morning. Easter is a great time to be dramatic. Ah, but the buns did not rise this year...at all...and the icing...well...the icing resembled more of a smear than a cross. They were quite dense. Quite. I'm not sure where it all went wrong, I think it is because I have a baby and so my brain is just jumble. And yet, all is well liturgically speaking for there will be a Good Friday next year.
|Hot cross bun fail|
Also funny...the boy here only wanted YELLOW eggs. This was great, mommy and daddy knew exactly which ones we could eat because you never know with the older egg artists with all the CARE and THOUGHT that goes into dyeing eggs if a poor little will be in sobs because you ate the SPECIAL one.
"What's it like having five children?" The labor and delivery nurse asked me this question two days after I had my youngest. I can now say confidently...AWESOME, it is NOT easy but it is AWESOME.
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