Mr. C turned to him at dinner and casually said, "so... why are the altar server robes black and white, Dan?"
Dan launched into a two minute dissertation on how "the black robe represents the fact that Jesus died and was gone for 3 days. The white robe on top is because He came back to life. " It was a lot more detailed than that, but I don't think I understood it all, really.
The whole time, Mr. C's giving me the hairy eyeball and telepathically saying "Can you believe this?"
After dinner Mr. pulled me aside and I said "so whaaat? he learned that in school, right?" Recall, he goes to our parish school.
Apparently, he made it all up. He was wondering why, and that's what he decided it meant. So, he's either going to be a priest, a philosophy professor, or a really good bullshitter.
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Just before bed, he asked me "why do you measure a snake in inches?" (because they don't have any feet....)
1 comment:
i think he's going to grow up to be a good bullshitter. i believed his answer. it's tough when your kids are smarter than you. i think all of mine are already, even the baby
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