I got a new dress for My Sunday Best this week! Lands’ End offers new prints and colors of their fit and flare dress every year, but I refuse to pay full price. I watch their website like a hawk, waiting to add a new dress to my rotation if they offer the perfect storm of size, color, and price. And it happened over the 4th of July holiday. Woot! I’m one step closer to a closet of only fit-and-flare dresses and Lularoe. #lifegoals
This was week two of Mass with our new priest from Africa. (Africa!) When we had him over for dinner last week, I jokingly mentioned how Moe is finally able to stay in church for most of Mass, which sparked an interesting discussion. Father was very clear about wanting children to stay in church as much as possible. He said that the little noises they make don’t bother him, and that it’s only by being in church that children will know that that’s where they belong.
I sheepishly brought up how much I worry about distracting and detracting from the prayers of others around us, but Father sort of waved that off. Children belong in Mass. The end. He was serious.
Ouch. I’m firmly in camp Take-Them-Out-At-The-First-Peep. David has always followed the same thought process as Father, though. It’s actually been a source of tension in our Mass parenting. In or out? In or out? I say out. David says in unless there’s extreme screaming.
I told Father that we would try it.
So this week we kept Bea in for all of Mass. She fussed a little, but it wasn’t awful. (If you happened to be in the pews around us, please do not tell us if it actually *was* awful. Sometimes a little denial goes a long way.) Our pew was a sea of movement, but everyone stayed for the whole Mass. Even Bea’s naked doll baby with the inked-on eyelashes. (Thanks, Elle, for that classy makeover!)
I did have to say the words, “Peace is done. Enough peace!” after some decidedly un-peaceful signs of peace. And Moe had to be told to stop licking the pew in front of us.
There was a moment when David was holding Bea and she dropped the children’s Bible she was holding on the pew in front of us and it made a jolly big thud. I actually saw people jump around us. It made me giggle, because it was like a collective call to pay more attention to what was happening.
Even with all that, maybe David was right all along.
We’ll see what next week holds.
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