Practice

John had practice tonight for his First Communion. Gillian and I brought him to the church and we were just going to hang out for a few minutes, but Gillian wanted to see everything. We sat in the church and Gillian was very good. She paid attention to everything that the kids were doing. She kept asking questions "Why are they standing? Why do they have to hold their hands like that?"  But she got very frustrated when the kids all lined up to practice getting communion. She asked "When can I do that?" I told her "When you are 7." She pouted. She watched more kids go up for communion. Then she said "Johnny doesn't need it all. Johnny can cut it in half and then I get a piece!" She cracks me up. I again told her that she can't have communion until she is bigger. She refused to sit next to me for the rest of practice. Oh well, with the exception of that little argument she was excellent for an hour in a church with no entertainment. I'm a proud Mama.