Happy Easter!
I hope that everyone is having a wonderful day (or had a wonderful one, as I suspect that most of you aren't reading this until Monday and doing that whole "spend time with your family" thing. My "family thing" ended at 1:30pm when Brad left for work. As I said in the past, he is a manager for a "big Box" retailer. Unfortunately for us, he works for one of the few that is open on Easter)
Have I ever mentioned that my children are NOT the type to get up first thing in the morning on holidays? While my sister is fighting her kids off at 4:00am Christmas morning, I'm shaking mine awake at 8:30am. They seemed to have inherited my "the shit will still be there in an hour...I'm going back to sleep" worldview. (MommyBloggers everywhere...I know what you are thinking: "Fuck you Min!") However, when you are a parent you WANT your children up early. I sometimes think that we are more excited than they are.
After dragging my kids out of bed at 8:00am, we went down to find some eggs, throw jellybeans all over the living room (courtesy of The Queen), fight over which Pokemon cards the Easter Bunny intended which Prince to receive (it seems that even though certain cards were in Prince #2's packets, Prince #1 just knew that The Bunny wanted him to have those. Of course, the The Bunny wasn't particularly concerned with Prince #2 getting some of Prince #1's cards. No - of course not!), have a nice Easter breakfast of ham & eggs (for everyone else as I'm still doing the Veggie-thing, although I did heat myself up some veggie Canadian Bacon), and pancakes, Then - it's off to church.
And here is where I get very un-Christian...on Easter no less.
I HATE going to church on Easter and Christmas. Why? Because of all the part-timers there who waltz in with their special bonnets and dresses and act like they own the place, look down on you because you didn't go out and buy a $300 dress to impress the congregation with, moan to their husband that it isn't "fair" that they would still recite the special Parish Prayer that we have even on Easter (because how are they supposed to act like good Catholics when there are "new prayers" added to the ones that we all know by heart?) and .....
(drumroll please)
..........then proceed to "shush you" IN THE FUCKING CRYING ROOM, especially when they are sitting there without any children in sight because "there's nowhere else to sit and it's just too crowded in this church...that's why we never come".
There is so much I would say here about that statement, but most of it would make me sound too horrible. While I respect the decision one makes to attend or not attend church/synagogue/mosque, the people who just attend a few days a year to make themselves look and/or feel good and then act like we who are there every week should just change everything to make them feel more comfortable just piss me off.
On that happy note...I'm taking my kids out to play with their new scooters (and it is finally nice enough that The Queen can take her American Girl twins out for a walk in their stroller!)
See ya Monday!
Darla
We always have to wake our little boy up too or just let it go. He got up about 9 am and stumbled to the recliner (missing all the clues we posted around the house). LOL *thunk* We try...
I'm SO WITH YA on the church thing!
daisybug
We always called them A&P Catholics - Ashes and Palm. As if going to church twice a year is going to save their sorry ass. Now I don't go at all - but that is hardly the point.
My son is up at at least 6:30 every single morning of his life - Sometimes he is up earlier but at 7 he knows better than to rattle my cage any sooner unless he is on fire or bleeding profusely.
Oh - and you didn't spend $300 on your easter bonnet, Min?? Shocking.
GO have a Yuengling. Have I ever told you I am originally from Pottsville, PA??
jenefur
Only you would write the f-word and post a cross right next to it.
lisamm
I rarely wake my kids up. Must be nice to sleep in now and then.
Pammy Girl
Yesterday at our Easter service, a lady sitting in the front with her kids let her 4-month old scream bloody murder while her 2 year-old threw a tantrum. Her husband just watched. She NEVER took the kids out and no one in the congregation could hear anything (oh ya... this was NOT the cry room as she was in the chapel). I wanted to strangle her and realized too late that I said (out loud, of course), "Take your kid out" about 17 times." The guy sitting next to me kept giving me strange looks.
Accountable
We absolutely do NOT go to mass on the two most holy days of the year. Little Man (almost 5) is too stir crazy and Baby Girl (2 1/5) just wants to wander around. We have no cry room so we would be wandering int he lobby (which does have speakers). It is SO not worth it.
Maybe when they are older we'll consider it.
Mr Lady
My kids would sleep until noon if i let them. It is BEYOND divine.
The church story cracks me right up. I almost never go to church, but I used to go 3 days a week, every week, for 17 years, and i can instantly pick out the part-timers still. They totally annoy the crap out of me, too.
Shushing you in the crying room? I'd have started pinching my baby and singing Dora songs to the nearest 4 year old. 🙂