Saturday, December 24, 2005
No self-confidence problems here, thanks
This one doesn't seem to be as assertive and confident as we'd like:
Christmas Eve, after the 4:00 Mass (where I was berated by a fellow parishoner who, after I gave her the last seats in our part of the church, castigated me for saving seats, and then her husband spent some twenty minutes quizzing me in the hope of discovering me to be one of those Liturgical Music Tourists who clog our church only on Christmas and Easter), we ate dinner in the living room as a special treat.
The Lad, above, was perched in his high chair with a mouthfull of chicken nuggets. By January 3rd, we would decide that he was pretty much done with the high chair. Ah, he's growing up so fast! *sniffle*
Christmas Eve, after the 4:00 Mass (where I was berated by a fellow parishoner who, after I gave her the last seats in our part of the church, castigated me for saving seats, and then her husband spent some twenty minutes quizzing me in the hope of discovering me to be one of those Liturgical Music Tourists who clog our church only on Christmas and Easter), we ate dinner in the living room as a special treat.
The Lad, above, was perched in his high chair with a mouthfull of chicken nuggets. By January 3rd, we would decide that he was pretty much done with the high chair. Ah, he's growing up so fast! *sniffle*
