Over on Sunday
Yes, we went to the dog show after church and lunch.
Just thought of something that I should be jotting down here. The two boys followed me to the main church instead of their normal Sunday school. They just refused to stay there even when I’m going in with them. It must be from last week experience that they can stay with me. So there we go, to the main church together with a few instructions and warning that it will be boring for them and they’ll have to sit down quietly in their seats.
To me, they had been good boy, with a few noises made and one silly question “Mommy, why aren’t those jie-jie (sisters) praying?” Mer said this pointing at those teenagers behind us who didn’t shut their eyes and have their palms together while praying. Ops, whatever my answer would be, they would have heard that, so I just keep quiet. *grin*
Yup, this is the time that my 3-year-old toddler notice the different between some people, fat, short, didn’t do what we normally do, didn’t walk how we normally walk, or didn’t express what we normally would express in our faces.
Today my sister sent me this jokes about “Kids in Church”, thought I would jot down two of them here:
A mother was preparing pancakes for her sons, Kevin 5, and Ryan 3.
The boys began to argue over who would get the first pancake.
Their mother saw the opportunity for a moral lesson.
‘If Jesus were sitting here, He would say, ‘Let my brother have the first pancake, I can wait.’
Kevin turned to his younger brother and said, ‘ Ryan , you be Jesus !’
A father was at the beach with his children when the four-year-old son ran up to him, grabbed his hand, and led him to the shore where a seagull lay dead in the sand.
‘Daddy, what happened to him?’ the son asked.
‘He died and went to Heaven,’ the Dad replied.
The boy thought a moment and then said, ‘Did God throw him back down?’
We went to the Olde Shop (Kopitiam) in City Mall to have our lunch, little do I know that they don’t like their toast and popiah. So I had to wobble them all down by myself and ordered another plate of Udon. Yet these two boys finished that plate by themselves but with me feeding them. I just can’t get them sit on their place and finished it, instead they were all walking around on and off the chair, to the mirror near to the toilet, to the entrance of the kitchen etc. Still, I’m gladful that at least they finished that plate of Udon. Cal call it the “big muscle noodle”, as it is fat.
Well, about the dog show, it was a new thing to me, first time went to such event and we went through the area where they kept all the dogs. Nothing so fascinating about it except the husky (the snow dog) that we saw since I’ve a stroller to push, a toddler to care even though my niece was with me. Further more, later on little Mer slept in the stroller. So we went home earlier than planned. I was glad for after that it was raining cats and dogs. That basically sums up my Sunday’s morning and noon hours.
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