Mary Jo is in the school choir. So when there are any school/church events she is asked to go and sing for them.
Earlier this week the 8th grade was making their Confirmation. This is a very big deal for Catholics because it is, as an 'adult' that you are choosing to become (stay) a Catholic. You see, generally Catholics are Baptized as infants or children, therefore their parents making them Catholics. Confirmation is reaffirming our desire to further our journey of faith. Most of our Sacraments are performed by a Priest but Confirmation is performed by a Bishop. And if you've never seen a Catholic Bishop before....here's a pic. Note in particular, the hat. We'll get back to that.
Anyhow, Mary (and the choir) was asked to sing at the Confirmation. So, naturally I took her.
I sat at the back of the church, partially because we got there quite late but also because my kid wasn't being confirmed so I didn't want to be in the way of the families celebrating. The pews a couple of rows behind me were reserved for the Knights of Columbus, see their pics below and again, notice the hats. They led the processional at the beginning of the mass.
Behind me was a little girl, I'm guessing about 4. She was sitting with who I think was her grandparents and her Dad. I'm also assuming that her Mom was one of the candidates sponsor so she was sitting up at the front of the church. The little girl wasn't keen on this and every now and again would whine "Mommy" "Mommy"
This was clearly making Dad annoyed and each time he would say to her "Stop it or I'm going to take you outside" "Stop it, you sound like a baby!" "Stop it, or we're going outside!"
After 20 minutes of this I wanted to turn around and say "Pal, grow a set and take the kid outside. Otherwise, shut up because you're more annoying than she is!" But I didn't, what with being in the house of God and all.
Now we've reached the point of the mass where the Bishop is sealing the candidates with oil to bring the Holy Spirit upon them. It's very quiet. It's very solemn. It's the heart of the ceremony. Little Miss behind me starts whining again. "Mommy" "Mommy"
Dad starts throwing out empty threats again "Stop it or we're going outside"
"Mommy"
"That's enough, do you want me to take you outside?"
"Mommy"
"Stop it"
"Mommy"
This is the point in which most parents would probably finally reach that follow through point and take the child outside. But not this parent. Nope, instead he said, loud enough to be heard by at least the whole back of the church and likely right up to the front given how quiet it was....
"Stop it or that man in the funny hat is going to come and get you!!"
Three rows in front of me turned around to see who said it.
The K of C (in their funny hats) glared over at him.
I'm quite certain the Bishop (in his funny hat) heard him too.
I truly wanted to clap and say "Well done, douche bag. Way to go."
Apparently though, the threat of an angry Bishop wasn't much more intimidating than the threat of going outside because not a minute later....
"Mommy"
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Well colour me excited!!
That's excited....not pink!
I feel very honoured to have been passed on a blog award. Thanks Kat!! I'm flattered that you've included my blog in your list of 'love to read'.
I feel very honoured to have been passed on a blog award. Thanks Kat!! I'm flattered that you've included my blog in your list of 'love to read'.
So as part of this award I am to give you 7 facts about myself and award this to 10 other blogs that I love.
So here's 7 things you might not know about me.
1. When I first thought of having kids I would say I wanted a boy first but the truth was I didn't think I wanted a boy at all. When I had the girls I wanted desperately for them to be girls. When I got pregnant with Connor I decided what I really wanted was a boy since I knew this was our last baby.
Now that I'm the mommy to a boy - I am so ridiculously in love it takes my breath away. I can't figure out what ever possessed me to not want a boy.
2. I'm not afraid of dying....I'm just afraid of being aware that I've died.
3. I always worry that people just pretend to like me when in fact they just tolerate me. (insecure much?)
4. Yellow is my favorite colour and seeing any shade of yellow automatically puts me in a better mood.
5. My guilty pleasure movie is The American President (with Michael Douglas and Annette Benning) I have seen it more times than I can count and watch it everytime it's on TV. I don't know what it is about that movie but I great pig puffy heart it.
6. My dream is to have one (several) of my children's books published. I've been trying for years and can probably wallpaper a small room with 'thanks but no thanks' letters but I hold on to hope because Dr Suess's book And To Think That I Saw It On Mulberry Street was rejected something like 34 times before being published. And when I want something I'm relentless.
7. I can not sleep if I don't have the covers pulled right up to my ear. Even if it's hot. And every part of me (except my head) has to be under the covers. Yeah, I'm a bit of a freak.
And now - to pass along 10 blogs I enjoy reading.....in no particular order.
1. Red Means Go Annah is highly offensive but her antics and cartoons keep me laughing. And some of the comments she gets are just as enjoyable.
6. Loving {Almost} Every Moment (And for the record I'm not giving this to Kat because she gave it to me...I'm giving it to Kat because she really does have a great blog that I love to read.
7. The Road to Donation This one doesn't get updated often but if you take the time to read it from the start....an awesome story.
Pay them a visit, you'll probably like them too.
Now back to painting my living room pink.
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