DQ's 1st Holy Communion

Well I've been quite silent on DQ's 1st Communion. Mainly because I wasn't sure how well that day would go. I lived in silent dread.

So I can now talk about it. DQ looked lovely in her dress. I made her veil, and I am so proud of myself because it turned out lovely.

We had to get the church an hour ahead of time for pictures. I sat in our assigned pew, waiting patiently. Along comes the director of the event and tells me that I am in the wrong pew. I had forgotten to bring my sheet with me so not wanting to make a fuss I moved. Let me also explain that she had the father of the boy who was suppose to be seating behind us. (They did not show up to the rehearsal; apparently Disney World takes precedence over sacraments. [MEOW!])

Now I'm sitting in this rather short pew waiting patiently, and the wife of the man comes in and sits down behind me in the pew I just vacated. I feel a tap on my shoulder and the wife tells me I'm sitting in the wrong pew. DUH! We discuss this and I explain I was told to move. The husband reappears and tells his wife that Mary told me to move. I explained why I didn't attempt to correct Mary. But the wife continues. I finally get up and go to Mary. I tell her we have a dispute about the pew. I really used the wrong word. Anyway she tells me to move or do whatever.

So back to the pew. I explain to the family that Mary really had missed counted and I didn't want to make them move. I was rather frustrated at this point and the husband seemed rather attached to the pew, too. Well they did end up moving and we ended up moving. So that was the excitement for the day.

Anyway, DQ, was among the first young people to enter the church. She did so well. Her part in the ceremony was to help bring up the gifts. PF and I went up with DQ when she received her 1st Communion.

The ladies of the church held a reception afterwards. It was a lovely spread. The cakes were provided by a local fancy bakery. We stayed to the bitter end. I helped to clean up afterwards. In return the ladies made me take home some of the left-over cake and cookies. I was really happy for that since I was going to have a last minute dinner at my house to celebrate DQ's happy day. What a wonderful time we had.

ST's tooth story

Sunday ST pulled her own tooth. I mean, she twisted it out of her gums. That's how she corrected me when I said she pulled her own tooth. Personally I hate talking/hearing anything about teeth or mouth.

Anyway ST was terribly excited about loosing this tooth. She washed it clean of blood. She showed everyone that she came in contact with her tooth. Needless to say she lost her tooth. So that evening she set about writing a note to the toothfairy.

Dear toothfairy today I lost my tooth. I was so excited I just had to show every one. But after I showed every one I lost my tooth. I looked and I looked but I could not Find my tooth anywhere. if you have any time can you look for it your friend ST.

one question. What is your name: __________________ First name and last

can I have moor than one $


Everytime I read this note it brings a smile to my face. Not only did she write a very nice letter but her questions crack me up. ST is such a cutie. I would have scanned the letter but ST used some wrapping paper to write it on. It's too large to fit on my scanner.