Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sunday morning

Today during Mass while I was in line for confession, the lady behind me had her young daughter with her. I'm guessing the girl was around 4. I over heard a short conversation between them that made me laugh.
Girl: Mom, how did they get those servants?
Her Mom: Those aren't servants, they are altar boys.
Girl: But how did they get them?
Mom: They are up there to help the priest.
Girl: But are they paying them?
Mom: No, they want to help the priest.
Girl: But are they - is the priest - giving them money?

So now, I'm sitting at home with my Dad drinking coffee and reading the paper.

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