Celeste Behe Archive
The custom of spring cleaning before Easter is rooted in ancient tradition. Are you up to the challenge?
In 1989, Celeste Behe tossed the tube. Now she finds it back in her house. Join her as she considers the answer: TV or not TV?
Celeste Behe offers the Golden Rules of Parenting, from a mom who's been there, done that and survived!
All praise be yours, my Lord, through all that you have made, And first my lord Brother Sun, Who brings the day; and light you give to us through him. How beautiful is he, how radiant in
There’s a delightful scene from the movie “Enchanted” in which fairytale princess Giselle advises an unsentimental divorce attorney on how to tell his girlfriend that he loves her. In song, Giselle suggests that he wear a color
Celeste Behe encourages moms to see the potential for their vocation in the New Evangelization.
Just a few short years after my first child was born, I began to rediscover my faith, and in particular, the joys of living the liturgical year. I went on a mission to learn everything there was
In their pastoral letter “Stewardship: A Disciple’s Response,” the U. S. Bishops defined the Christian steward as one who receives God’s gifts gratefully, cherishes them in a responsible manner, shares them in justice, and returns them with
You know how it is. One of your kids likes chewy whole-grain bread. Her brother prefers fluffy white bread. The health-conscious teen will eat only sprouted wheat bread. One will go hungry if the crust hasn’t been
“And how is the little one enjoying vacation?” I was lying on my back on a hotel room bed, with one hand holding the phone to my ear and the other hand resting on my pregnant belly.
I’d like to pin you a tale. This particular tale-pinning requires neither a paper donkey nor a blindfold. It needs only a handful of very special pins, the kind that are usually worn on lapels. I store
It was on a recent trip to the supermarket that I made a shocking discovery: Some of our most beloved cereal mascots are out to corrupt our kids. Take Snap, Crackle, and Pop of Rice Krispies fame.
It was the tail end of a springtime Saturday. The weekend schedule was packed, but so far, everything had come off without a glitch. As I tucked Gerard into bed, I told him what was planned for
My mom could make a stiff espresso. She could drink it, too, and would do so con gusto twice a day, despite the fact that Mom was prone to the jitters. I don’t know to what degree
One year ago, our family had three cats. Three cats were three too many for my husband, who thinks that the average person’s need for companionship should be satisfactorily met by a pet rock. So, when my