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Mass Mishap

First Friday Mass went well for the most part. I’m choosing to overlook the fact that 2-year-old Rae pointed to the priest during the first reading and said very loudly, “Why’s ‘dat’ man sleeping?”

Yes, Father’s eyes were closed, but how do you explain contemplative prayer to a toddler?

You don’t because when you try, they keep asking questions. Loudly.

“He’s not sleeping,” I whispered. “He’s praying.”

“Why his eyes closed?”

“Shhhh…”

“Why he praying?”

“Because that’s what you do in church.”

“Why?”

“Shhhh…”

“Why?”

Oh bother.

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· December 4, 2009 · Tagged With: Mom Humor · Filed Under: Child 2, Tales from the Trenches

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  1. mrsdarwin says

    December 4, 2009 at 5:59 pm

    Saw you mentioned in the WSJ this morning — congrats! We take all our kids to mass every Sunday, but some weeks it's real struggle to keep everyone quiet, especially when the announcements drag on 'til the crack of doom…

  2. Melanie B says

    December 5, 2009 at 3:49 pm

    I've got one in the "Why?" stage too. Oh it can be so very trying on your nerves!

Hi, I’m Kate

I’m a wife, mom of five kids, writer, speaker, storyteller, bibliophile, runner, eating disorder survivor, and perfectionist in recovery. I'm the author of Getting Past Perfect: Finding Joy & Grace in the Messiness of Motherhood  and Weightless: Making Peace With Your Body.

I’ve tried a lot of things in my life – anorexia, bulimia, law school, teaching aerobics, extended breastfeeding, vegetarianism, trying to be perfect and failing miserably at it – and through it all I’ve been writing. And learning to embrace the messiness of life instead of covering it up, making excuses for it, or being ashamed of my brokenness or my home’s sticky counters.

Nowadays I’m striving every single, imperfect day to strike a balance between keeping it real and keeping it joyful.

 

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