I hope this is where we put stories, kinda like general chat. If not, please move.
My 6 yr. old nephew stayed the night with us Saturday night. I explained that we go to church on Sunday and that he would have to come with us if he stayed. He doesn't attend church, we are Catholic.
Well, the priest is preparing communion. I'm not thinking anything at all, just thankful he has behaved himself. All of a sudden he kind of jerks a bit. I look down at him and his eyes are about as big as saucers!
He asks, "Aunt Carolyn, why do you drink God's blood?" I had to bite my lip NOT to laugh. I told him it's not really blood and his mom could explain it later. Gotta love when they aren't yours. Now i just have to wait for her payback!
That reminds me of last Christmas. The church we go to on Chirstmas Eve does a Nativity Scene on the stage with lots of kids so they can get involved. Well, they decided to use an african american baby for the baby Jesus. There were LOTS of interesting questions from my 8 and 5 year old cousins that I am sure were NOT appropriate for church. It was an interesting mass.
