FRIDAY THIS & THAT- THE REST OF THE STORY.....

 

   

(Ria & Lulu)
After I posted last week about 

getting ready for 

Lulu's first communion, (here)

I had some people tell me

that wanted the 
"rest of the story" 

as

Paul Harvey (remember him?) used to say.

So-Lulu's 1st communion 

continues- here goes-

We head to church and I am in charge 

of SweetCheeks.

We arrive a bit after everyone else.

 I am keeping her busy for as long as I can.

Most of the family is up in the 

front 3 or 4 rows, 

I sidetrack hubby & son & wife

 and we sit in the LAST row

 with SweetCheeks. 

Remember her?

 The one that "hates chuch"?

 A Catholic church has lots of "rules". Sometimes you stand up, 

sometimes you sit down, 

sometimes you kneel. 

SweetCheeks decided that 

no matter WHAT rule was applicable 

at any particular time-

she didn't care. 

She wanted ME to draw 

on the program that we were given. 

"Nana, dwraw a cat"-

"Hey-dass a cat? 

"Dat dusn't look like a cat to me"...

Scribble...scribble...scribble...

"DAS a cat, Nana". 

Ummmhummm...I see that now. 

Dwraw sumthin else...

hmmm....how about a dog? 

"Das not a dawg" ...scribble...scribble...scribble...

"DAS a dawg".

Oh, yeah...NOW I can see it, plain as day..

Why did I think a dog needed 

ears and a nose anyway? 

"Whut's dat?" she asks pointing-

"That's your invisible friend, Bob," 

I tell her. 

"Pfffft-Das not BOB-

Bob's haair dusn't luuk like dat! 

"Nana-yuse crazy" she chortles.

 

I don't respond but I am thinking-

Hmmmm...

Bob is invisble and 

carrying on conversations 

with SweetCheeks

 and 

I am the crazy one?

Uh-oh...now the singing starts. 

SweetCheeks lifts her voice in OPRHA 

to sing along as if she were part 

of the Mitch Miller band. 

"I singin OPRHA", she informs me. 

"Really? Wow! That sounds good, SweetCheeks!"

 Head nods up and down..."I know, Nana".

Soon, the communion part 

of the ceremony begins.

SweetCheeks decides 

she has to go to the bathroom...

which...by quinkydink, 

happens to be just past 

the flowing baptismal. 

Silence envelopes us as 

I hurry her down the aisle. 

As we are making our way back to our pew 

SweetCheeks spies the baptismal 

(which she somehow missed on the way out)

"HEY! Deres watah in dere, Nana!" 

(hand reaches out and touches the font of baptismal water & sprays her a bit). 

"Now I wet-See? I telled you I hate chuch!" 

she says with a malevolent stare 

aimed at anyone 

that happens to be looking at her. 

Lord, love us-

I start praying- 

we are going to need divine intercession 

to get through the rest of this service...

and God,being God,

provides that little miracle. 

Auntie Lynn swoops in and takes SweetCheeks 

to some blessedly quiet place for a while.

The ceremony continues and Lulu looks lovely as she is blessed. 

When all is said and done I 

asked her how it went....

She said, "I liked the wine!" 

And, so, finally & at last, 

I see my Irish heritage 

standing before me young and proud. 

"God bless you, Lulu," 

I tell her and give her a kiss on her sweet and innocent face. 

"How about some of the special cake your Mom made?"

I am thinking ahead to when SweetCheeks will make her first communion.

Suddenly a song starts plays in my head.

"I Can Only Imagine".

Thanks for staying for Part Two

and reading along.

Next week on to other things!

Bear with me as I navigate life here.

Hubby is not doing well (again)

at this point and so life

changes courses day by day.

Plans fall apart and 

I don't have the time

to always do all the things 

I want to do.  

Have a wonderful weekend and

I will try to get around to visit

some blogs today!

Love all you readers that

have followed me all these years..

and love the newer readers, too.