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I'm 30 years old, married to an IT Guy and a stay-at-home-mom to two spectacularly gorgeous children. While we attend Mass on Sunday mornings, I spend the entirety of the Eucharistic Prayer focused on making sure the baby uses her crayons on the bulletin, not the pew

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08/23/2011

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Dr. Maureen

Sometimes I cantor at mass - or I did, back when I used to sing in the choir, in the days before 2 rambunctious children plus one sort of - and every time I do it it's like I've never been to mass before ever. I forget what happens when and am inclined to try to completely skip somewhat major things like, I don't know, the homily or something.

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