Plans: enjoy the 9am Family Mass, reconnect with friends, K works for 20 minutes while Jimdad and Kaden hit the playground... quick change for all then off to the beach to dry out any lingering sickness. Return home for showers and naps and, if time permits, to go to a fantastic hispanic carnival in a neighboring town.
Reality: wake up at 9.30 am to Kaden complaining "it hurts" while holding his stomach. Dreading the 12 hour stomach flu that is still making rounds among our relatives, I asked, "does it hurt like you got hit? or like you're hungry?" His face and voice brightened immediately: "Yes, Mama, huuuuuuuuuuuuuuungry!"
He proceeds to eat 2 plates of oatmeal, 2 glasses of juice and 1.5 apples. During which, Jim and I talk and decide he's well enough to continue our plan, just aiming for the Noon mass instead. The boys get dressed as I shower... and come out of the bedroom to find Kaden curled up on Jim's shoulder, completely asleep. Okay, maybe he's not so fine?
Jim heads to Mass by himself, and I curl up with Kaden and new book. Oh, and some of PBS's special show- ADD and Loving It, which was hysterical and informative! Fun! (unpaid opinion there). Jim comes back and whips up a batch of nachos for lunch... Kaden wakes up with a huge smile: Chips? Proceeds to eat 2 small helpings, a hot dog and another cup of juice. Oh my.
We scuttled the beach plans and instead had a relaxing Sunday. I can't remember the last time we had one! Well, at least it was relaxing until Kaden and I headed to the 5pm Mass at Nana's church. She's sitting in the 3rd row from the front (!!!) and so we settle in too. The priest blessed the Advent wreath, and Kaden pops up from the pew to ask "What happened?"
We whispered that the wreath was lit for Advent. Can't wait to see how we'll explain God becoming human...
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