I can't think of a witty title for this entry...

A sweet and slightly sacrilegious moment. Family allergies have been up for Madge, Pita, and me with the onset of fall temperatures. So, last night we were saying the rosary. We told Madge to go and blow her nose. After wiping her own nose, Madge went over to wipe the nose of our little Blessed Mother statue (which is about 10 in tall). I didn't realize that the Blessed Mother must have had a runny nose as well. Pretty cute. Do I hear psychologists thinking "transference"?