Wednesday, September 07, 2011

fire.fire.fire...

... You should have seen The Boy's face light up with joy when he found out he is going to be a Torch Acolyte. Then you should have seen his dejected scowl when he found out the "torches" weren't Flame Throwers. His lament ... "But mom! They aren't even torches at all! There are just like regular lanterns on poles. I thought I was gonna get to burn stuff. That was so misleading!"

On the ride home he made me even prouder by declaring that he was "so going to write a blog post about this!"

7 comments:

Julie said...

'Atta boy.
Love this kid.

Fr. Erik Richtsteig said...

They only use the other kind at The Angry Mob Mass.

The Crescat said...

Angry Mob Mass... you're a hoot.

Mark Scott Abeln said...

I know exactly how the Boy feels. Disappointing.

TCN said...

Well, look at it this way--with all those cassocks and vestments, maybe he can accidentally on purpose singe the edge of something and make a big stink. So, there's that.

Lee Gilbert said...

Hi Kat,

This should give him some idea of the possibilities, and you, too, for that matter:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=V4VP1oGTq6o

Lee

Smiley said...

YOu taking him to compostella to see the big censer. :)
I tired to touch the rope hoping to move it. WRONG they have guards for that, i almost got booted out.