I stole the title of today's post from something Timmy said this morning.
Due to the change in time, we decided to bring the kids to 8 am mass, and then send them on their way to religious education. We usually try to hit the 4:30 pm mass on Saturday instead of frantically getting everyone out the door at 7:45 am on a Sunday. But we had an extra hour today, so we decided to go a little nuts.
Well, seems that everyone with little kids decided to do the exact same thing as we did today. A couple of pews over, I saw a few of the regular 8 am kids, but then I saw a family with 2 kids from around the corner, a family with 3 kids from up the street, a family with 4 kids that lives 2 streets over, and some other random families that I didn't know. Melina and I took a quick break to the bathroom, and when we got back to our pew, a good friend of ours and her family (they now have 6 kids) had settled in right in front of us. Well, most of them did. There wasn't much room in the pew, so the husband was in with us.
From time to time, one of the 6 kids would come back to sit with the dad (usually one of the younger ones). And then, they'd go back to the pew with the mom. At one point, my friend handed back her newborn (just two weeks old and so cute!) to her husband. I gave one child a book and we traded one kid for coats. We all held hands at the Our Father, and gave each other a nice, hearty, sign of peace.
According to Tim, we were Mormon for the day. He said that if people hadn't known that we were two separate families, we might just look like one big family all blended together. 4 adults, 10 children, crammed into essentially one and 1/2 pews.
Happy Sunday to you!
Due to the change in time, we decided to bring the kids to 8 am mass, and then send them on their way to religious education. We usually try to hit the 4:30 pm mass on Saturday instead of frantically getting everyone out the door at 7:45 am on a Sunday. But we had an extra hour today, so we decided to go a little nuts.
Well, seems that everyone with little kids decided to do the exact same thing as we did today. A couple of pews over, I saw a few of the regular 8 am kids, but then I saw a family with 2 kids from around the corner, a family with 3 kids from up the street, a family with 4 kids that lives 2 streets over, and some other random families that I didn't know. Melina and I took a quick break to the bathroom, and when we got back to our pew, a good friend of ours and her family (they now have 6 kids) had settled in right in front of us. Well, most of them did. There wasn't much room in the pew, so the husband was in with us.
From time to time, one of the 6 kids would come back to sit with the dad (usually one of the younger ones). And then, they'd go back to the pew with the mom. At one point, my friend handed back her newborn (just two weeks old and so cute!) to her husband. I gave one child a book and we traded one kid for coats. We all held hands at the Our Father, and gave each other a nice, hearty, sign of peace.
According to Tim, we were Mormon for the day. He said that if people hadn't known that we were two separate families, we might just look like one big family all blended together. 4 adults, 10 children, crammed into essentially one and 1/2 pews.
Happy Sunday to you!
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