This morning I woke up fairly early and got a good breakfast going for the kids.

I remembered to run religious programming again this morning for the kids and they were very entertained and we got to watch a good animated version of the prodigal son.

I got resentful at my wife when I griped at her about the dirty doornobs in our house.

had the privelege of taking my son to his first confession. I thought about how important this is but how little that I remember it from my childhood. The church brought in many priests and the confessions were held in side rooms rather than confessionals. They didn't close the door when my son went in and I could see the priest talking to him. It is a memory that I wish to etch in my mind forever.

At mid-afternoon my wife came home and went to sleep. I got resentful that I couldn't do anything except watch the kids. When she woke up I tried to put out Christmas lights but after a long time I found that all of our lights are broken. I got frustrated and felt like I hadn't done anything with the day and couldn't get focused on anything productive because the kids were constantly clamoring for something.

My wife made amends with me this afternoon, I should have been more enthusiastic. She bought Christmas lights at the store unexpectedly so I feel like my efforts sorting the old ones were not wasted.

This evening I caught myself getting angry and resentful several times and I had to pray. Then at a certain point I realized that I was fighting God's will. I realized that I needed to surrender and be motivated to focus entirely on the kid's maintenance.

The rest of the evening went better.

Thanks be to GOD.