Last week when we went to church, there were two groups of nuns there in full habit. When I took Amelia to the bathroom before church, one of the sisters was washing her hands. Amelia, of course, asked, "What's that?"
I realized that she probably had never seen a nun before, so I told her to say, "Good morning, Sister." And then I explained that nuns were like girl priests. Yes, I know it's not exactly accurate, but she's three and she could understand that.
Amelia didn't say much, but you could see the wheels turning.
As it happened, we had one group of sisters two rows sitting behind us and one group sitting two rows ahead of us. So Amelia spent a lot of the service checking them out.
After church was over we were buckling the boys into their car seats and one of the nuns sitting behind us leaned forward to ask, "Are they triplets?" We had a short conversation and she said they would pray for us. Alleluia! We can use all the help we can get!
The nuns all knelt down to pray for a few minutes and as we left, Amelia piped up.
"Mom, are the angels going to stay here?"
Angels. Nuns. She probably got it right after all.
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2 comments:
LOVE it! Sometimes kids are smarter than we are, huh? ;)
that is a great story! too cute.
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