I like to go to church with Mommy. Sometimes Grandma is a lector and I have to try hard not to shout "Hi Grandma" when she's reading.
It's hard to sit still during mass. I usually go to the cry room so I can walk around a little. Oh, and I like to tell Mommy I have to go potty--sometimes I really do have to go, but mostly I like to look in all the stalls and practice flushing the toilets.
I really like eating snacks after mass--I help Papa get his coffee, and we wait for mommy to come back from the snack line. She usually has fruit and lemonade. I like lemonade.
Father Keith is our priest, and I like him a lot. I usually call him Father Keef, though. I like to shake Father's Keith's hand when he visits with us after mass.
I know how to cross myself with Holy water, and I like dipping my whole hand in the water (Mommy tries not to let me put my whole hand in, but I'm very quick). When I first learned how to cross myself, I said "Fader, son, and holey spit." Now I can say all of the words.
I like to pray before I eat and when I go to bed. My favorite prayer is "God is good, God is great, thank you for our food." Mommy giggles a bit when I say this at night, but that's okay. It's a good prayer.
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Hi, Jacob. I like seeing you at church on Sundays, too. Once when you came in and saw me lectoring I had to concentrate on the reading because I was afraid I would laugh at you watching and smiling at me. I also like the way you notice all the crosses you see not just in church but everywhere else, too. I'm also thinking you like all those green grapes you eat after mass when we have snacks. And that's where you discovered you like lemonaide. Do you remember that day?
Love,
Grandma
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