Good Friday

For Good Friday, we went to a nearby nursing home to visit some parishoners of our church who are no longer able to attend Mass.

We talked to the children about it before we went. Allison ran upstairs and got me a cross she made out of popsicle sticks at Sunday School.

"This is for you, Mommy. It's a cross. It's to help us remember about Jesus and how he got terrified."

Allison told all of the nursing home residents, "Guess what? I play soccer now. I'm in the Tiny Tykes." She is so proud of herself, only she didn't know what to answer when they asked her what position she played or if they've won any games, because at her level they only practice. But a few of the residents told her they have granddaughters her age who play soccer too, and that made her happy. I think all the kids did a great job spreading good cheer for Easter.