Monday, July 17, 2006

Mass Flatus

In the quiet before yesterday's service, the oldest girl, to quote Chaucer, "let fly a fart." The barking, amplified by the wooden pew, reverberated throughout. "Excuse me," she said sweetly, as if wooden pews were exactly the proper place upon which one ought to break wind.

Later, during the consecration of the Eucharist, she began to say, "Oh, Snap!" (which she says quite loudly), but stopped after the "Oh" and a sharp look from her daddy. She became very embarrassed and still does not know, or refuses to tell me, why she blurted it out.

2 comments:

truevyne said...

Dear Scott,
Nothing to do with farts in church, but...
I'm dying for you to tell me you've discovered Catechesis of the Good Shepherd for your little fam. The things is, while it's children's spiritual formation, I happen to know you'd fall in love too. I don't know what part of NC you are in, but if I did, I'd look to see if there were any folks around you offering it.

jaymarie said...

oh i would have loved to have been there.