Ahh, the solemnity of communion. The ceremony, the feeling of connectedness that reaches back two milennia, the respectful silence, broken only by the sound of The Boy smacking his lips and saying, "Ahhhhh!" after downing his tiny shot glass of grape juice in one great gulp.
All he needed to do to complete the picture was to slam the empty cup down on the communion rail and yell, "Hit me again, preacher!"
Church is so much more entertaining with a three-year old.
Posted by Big Arm Woman at May 2, 2005 08:26 AMHeehee- our priest allows for many moments of silence during the Mass for prayer, reflection, etc. My darling three year old takes those opprtunites to say (read Yell at the top of her voice) things like, "I want to go home", "Is it over yet", and "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH" which, of course, echos in the rafters and throughout the church.
Isn't being a mommy fun?
Posted by: Jennifer at May 2, 2005 12:20 PMAnd you know those moments are the ones God loves the most. Thank heavens for outbursts and audible farts and fake burps and armpit noises, for those are the sounds of joy, especially when it's someone ELSE'S child. ;)
Posted by: Sally at May 2, 2005 03:12 PMThat one is good but tell the boy to try harder.
The best was a kid who when given the wafer said “that’s not much of a snack.”
I would tell you what happened at my daughter's baptism except that she reads this blog and the comments from time to time.
Posted by: Laura at May 2, 2005 11:30 PMKids make you human.
They also make you crazy.
There's probably a moral in all this.
Jim
Posted by: Jim at May 4, 2005 01:32 PM