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She’s back!

And she’s as stubborn as ever about her clothes. Molly McBride is still wearing her treasured purple nun’s habit, but now our faith-filled 5-year-old has a whole new wardrobe worry:

KINDERGARTEN!

And, of course, Mary Margaret McBride (better known as Molly to her adoring fans) will be following in Sissy’s, that is, Therese’s footsteps and enrolling at Holy Trinity Catholic School. And, of course, there is that little issue of the school uniform.

“Daddy, why can’t I wear my purple habit to school?” asks Molly on the night before kindergarten orientation. “It’s Catholic, right? In fact, isn’t it even MORE Catholic than a jumper?”

Join Molly, Francis, and all the kindergarteners at Holy Trinity Catholic School as they learn that, although appearances and uniforms have their place, it’s what’s underneath matters most.

Coming March 2017!

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Mothers of Mollies

There Was A Little Girl…

How did that old nursery rhyme go? I’ll be honest. I couldn’t remember past “right in the middle of her forehead.” I had to Google it. Turns out, it’s a poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow! Ha! Who knew? Here’s the rest:

 

“There was a little girl,
            Who had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead.
            When she was good,
            She was very good indeed,
But when she was bad she was horrid.”

 

And Mr. Longfellow lived from 1807-1882! How could he have predicted “Molly?”

 

There’s more, but nothing quite so ingrained upon the memories of most of us (especially us mothers of curly-headed little girls) as that first stanza.
 
 
And in our case, the family’s even come to name it. The Lead Curl. It occupies a slightly more prominent frontal-scalp area than Curl Number Two, but is impressively larger than Curl Three. Ironically, the Curls neither accurately predict nor correctly reflect Molly’s moods. In fact, quite the opposite. When Molly has finally succumbed to the evil institution known as “taking a bath,” the curls come out all nice and smooth and bouncy and incredibly ringlet-y and spirally in a perfect shade of brand-new-shiny-penny-copper.

 

Then she is good.

 

 But when it’s been (cough–a few days) some time since her last shampoo, the curls become less curl-like and more, well, erratic, animalistic frizz? This is the Molly whose heavy, scowling eyebrows, stomping feet and clenched jaw has worn down Momma to the point where cleanliness is relevant, right? I mean, she got most of the chocolate out of her ear and the mud between her toes, I mean, seriously. How harmful can a little mud be?

 

Moms of Mollies out there (you know who you are) does curl quality correlate with behavior? Please share.