Confession

Yesterday, Sis and Bud had an evening playdate with Mama Teacher and CJ, for Legos  and an early dinner.  They also played a lot of games--Pictureka, checkers, and Creationary.  During Creationary, where  you pull a card and have to create the image out of Legos.  CJ created a little building but Mama Teacher couldn't identify it and so they began 20 questions (otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten very far with the game!).

"What do they do in this building?" she asked.

"I don't know."

Long pause.  

"CJ, do you know what this building is?"

"No."

It was a church.

Mama Teacher, married into an Irish Catholic family, buried her head in her hands mortified, in an amused kinda way.

To make her feel better, I asked my kids, "What do you do in church?" knowing they wouldn't give the standard answer of prayer.  

"Walk around," Bud said, remembering his Faith Formation class activities like the recent scavenger hunt as well as his coffee-hour perambulations.

"Eat," said Sis.

That's the kind of church for me!