We were invited to Sarah's bestfriend's Holy First Communion yesterday, followed by a reception. Greg is Catholic, but I'm not. I've only been in a Catholic church twice in my life and both times it was for a wedding ,so I was unclear on the rules. I asked my friends on Facebook what the proper protocol was.
We've been invited to a Holy First Communion and party. Am I supposed to buy the child something? Card? Isn't eternal life the gift?
Is that not enough for you Catholics? Huh?
In Pentecostal church, your first communion signifies that you've accepted Jesus Christ as your personal Savior and you aren't going to spend eternity in hell.................... on fire. We don't get gifts. Thankfully, I always get a bunch of really good advice from my friends.
Gary W If you get a gift with Jesus on it make sure it's Catholic Jesus as opposed to regular Jesus. If he has a glass of wine in his hand, you got the right one.
I opted for cash and a card.
Greg was unable to go with us because he was meeting a carpet installer at one of our vacant rental homes, but he told the kids before we left, "You stand when everyone stands, and you sit when everyone sits, and you kneel when everyone kneels, and you sit still, do you understand me?"
When we got to the church, it was packed. I mean super packed and Sarah couldn't see her friend at all. We were fortunate to get a seat, but we did find one next to Gregory's best friend and his father. His father has been hanging out with us a lot lately, He told me he knows more now about what his kid does at school from my FB page than he's ever known in the four years he's gone to school there. Then he told me, "You're interesting to know, but I could never be married to you."
The service was long and really structured but I thought they did a good job following it.
When the service was over, the girls were adamant about getting through the crowd to see their friend, so they started making their way to the front of the church, while the boys went the opposite direction with their friend. Amanda really wanted to see the fancy dress, but we never get did get through the throng of people. What I didn't realize is that their friend and father were leaving immediately to go to his basketball game, so my boys were actually left unattended in the outer area of the nave, where the Holy Water and candles were.
Imagine my mortification to walk out of the sanctuary to find Austin and Gregory with their arms submerged in Holy Water up to their armpits, splashing it.
"What are you doing? Get your hands out of there.", I whisper screamed at them through gritted teeth.
Everyone was glaring at me like I was the worst mother ever in the entire world. Greg never told them about Holy Water in his Catholic tutorial. So they both took their arms out and started flinging the water off on the floor. Could I die right there? Over the last nine years of parenting, I've searched for the hidden Escape Hatch so many times, you have no idea. Where is it?
"We didn't know, Mom! We thought it was a fountain.", Gregory said when we got outside.
When I talked to their friend's father later, he said, "Have you ever thought about blogging? With everything that happens to you all the time, you should have a blog."