Last Sunday after church, the kids begged to go get some doughnuts after Mass. But by the time we got over there, we were missing our girl-child. This is highly unusual, you understand. Miss J does not suffer the Lent-long abstinence from sweets with joy and gladness. So for her to be missing was a bit concerning.
Christian left me with the boys and went to find her.
Which he did.
Out at the van. Standing beside it, waiting for everyone to catch up with her. And this is how it played out:
Julianna: “Dad! I am, not, happy with you!”
Christian: “Why not?”
Julianna: “Because you, did not, stay with me!”
Christian: “I’m not happy with you because you walked outside without us.”
Julianna: “That’s okay. Jesus was with me.”
(Pause for the heart-catch.)
Yes, I think this girl’s ready for her First Communion.
Considering that our Eastern family members Chrismate and Communicate infants, I’d say you’ve worrying about nothing if you’ve wondered if she is ready–and I’m sure Jesus is ready to come to her in that special way. I can hardly wait to see her all dressed up for FHC.
Go Miss J!