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Is it snowing in here?


Feather 001

When our daughter was three, she had a pink dress with very fine feather trimming.  During church, she discovered that she could pull off a small clump of feathers and toss them into the air. They would then float down ever so slowly. In her excitement, she started to squeal. We looked over to see Read the rest of this entry

A Lesson in how NOT to talk to a priest


At my daughter’s baptism, the priest asked, “What name do you give this child?” We told him, and when the priest repeated the name, my four-year-old son pointed violently at the priest and yelled, Read the rest of this entry

He sings like an angel


My two-year-old son was singing, or rather, belting out, the Alleluia in his best voice. The only problem was that he replaced the word “Alleluia” with Read the rest of this entry

Jesus speaks to little children


When my daughter was about four, I was telling her that while we were in church everyone needs to be extra quiet. When we are, Jesus can talk to us in our hearts. And if we are quiet, we can hear Him.  She said, “Okay, Mommy,” and about a minute later she said, “Oh Mommy, I hear him.”  I said, “Really? What is He saying?”

She looked up at the cross above the altar and said, Read the rest of this entry

Now that you mention it, I could use some


On the feast of Corpus Christi, at Communion time, instead of “Body of Christ,” the priest said, “Corpus Christi.” My young son next to me in the pew, said in the loud whisper perfected by children in the most inappropriate of situations, Read the rest of this entry

Lather, … wait. What are the next two steps?


Before Mass on Sunday I lined the boys up to cut their hair. When I finished the last one’s, the 8-year-old’s, I told him to quickly shower to get all the loose hairs out. Instead of showering, he decided to wash his hair in the sink. It wasn’t until I was walking behind him on the way up to Communion that I saw the matted sections of hair from where he had put shampoo, but obviously not rinsed it out very well. In addition Read the rest of this entry

Mass appeal


These two stories are from Leslie, mother of 4

My son hated going to Mass, and I mean hated! On his fifth birthday I told him we were going to a birthday party, which we were, but I didn’t tell him that we were first going to daily Mass. We made our way into the church and sat down among all the old women before Read the rest of this entry