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Haha.  Not really.  But I thought it was a good title!

Seriously, though, last weekend, Jack celebrated his First Reconciliation, or First Confession.  We were very proud of him, as it’s pretty nerve-wracking to pour all of your 7-year-old sins out to a priest.  We were not so proud of our other three, who had ants in their pants throughout most of the morning.

Doesn't he look so grown up? And isn't the priest tall?!?

Here’s my lumberjack reference… Gran sent a new box of clothes and the boys all got these shirts.  (Jack hasn’t had the opportunity to wear his yet, as he’s been in uniform all week.)

We love flannel!

This is Lukie’s new favorite shirt!