Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Tattoo Anyone?

After New Years, Andrew (6.5) started sitting with us through the entire church service.  Children's Church is still offered for 1st graders, but it was just time for him to start staying.  The very first service he stayed, we had communion.   Since this sacrament is normally at the end of the service, the children don't usually experience it.  But of course we've talked about it at home, so I just whispered to Andrew to point out what was happening.  At the service we attend, communion is served by intinction, meaning the congregants go up front to receive their bread and wine, so Andrew politely asked me, "Are we gonna get a cross tattoo again?"   It dawned on me that the last time he saw the whole congregation go up front one at a time was at our Ash Wednesday service last spring when Tom had given us all ashes.  The interesting thing about kids is that at the time, Andrew had never referred to it as a cross tattoo.  But evidently, that's what he considered it.  And I can't exactly fault him for that. 
On a side note, Matthew and Andrew have been in the playroom about 10 minutes doing who knows what, but it’s been QUIET, so I dare not peek my head in.  I just overheard Andrew in the sweetest voice, “Matthew, do you wanna cuddle?”  I guess he was hoping to create this Sunday morning scene.  Two years in and I can’t get over how sweet (And patient!) he (almost always!) is to that Little Man. 
 
It's hard to motivate the masses into the cold garage EARLY on a Sunday morning when....
 
 

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