Dances to the beet of her own drum

So.

After getting home around tea time on Saturday night, I take Widdle Shamrock to church with me on Sunday morning. We attend a catholic church.

The church building is smack bang in the middle of town. It’s a lovely old church with stained glass windows and gorgeous statues depicting the stations of the cross set around the walls inside. Our family has very strong roots in the church and I wanted to show it off a little.

the church people are friendly and welcoming. I knew that yesterday morning would be one of our fortnightly morning teas after mass.

So along we go. TJ, Widdle Shamrock’s self appointed tour guide and usher, sits close by her and explains everything that’s going on. She sits with the kids in the choir pit while I commentate the mass.

During mass, our priest talks about World Youth Day and how exciting it was to be part of. Widdle Shamrock loves his humour when he jokes about meeting a man all in white who asks him by name how he’s going and them comments that he then woke up or when he makes a wry comment about the very important events happening right as we speak……… and then there’s our morning mass

After mass she enjoys our cakes and hospitality chatting with friends of mine and meeting our priest……………

I mean, how could you not enjoy meeting a priest who, when you jokingly say to him that Sydney has had one holy visitor already but now there is her, takes her hand and bows down on one knee and kisses her hand after saying ‘pleased to meet you your holiness’?

Or who assures her, after she comments that she thinks the church must have been decorated in green this morning just for her because she’s of irish catholic decent. that yes it was.

Or who tells her when she explains to him that we have met for the first time just the other day, looks surprised and says that he thought we seemed like childhood friends.

Or who runs off the find bookmarks to give her with a photo of our church on the front and an Irish blessing on the back to remember her visit to us by and sends out enough for her and all her children.

It was at this point that she decided she was in love with him and she goes running off after him into the sacristy to give him a hug.

I just hope she doesn’t post a pic of him for hot hunk thursday!! lmao!!