He came into the dining room and saw his suit hanging off of the chair. He was not impressed.
We pulled up to the church. Seb decided to let us out at the very front step. People were coming out from the 9:30 mass so the area was very crowded.
The doors to our van flew open and the people were treated to this.. blaring from the inside of the vehicle.
For some reason, Seb couldn't figure out himself that it needed to be turned down. I had to tell him to "cut the music"!!!! Everybody was staring at us..,. gawd!!!!! Reverence is not our bag baby!
We went into the church and found our seat. Luckily the families had assigned seating. Shortly after we sat down, a man came over and asked Seb if our family would take the gifts up to the priest. (this happens right after they do the collection. It contains some of the items the priest uses for communion)., Seb said "Yes"!! I was like...."WHAAAAAAAA?????" There was about 500 people in that church and all eyes on me was not a pleasant thought. I then calmed myself down by admitting it would be a nice family memory. It was nice that we were able to do that for this special day.,
I noticed Mass becoming distressed at one point. Then he began a full out bawl! He cried through the whole thing. He was inconsolable. He did NOT want to do it. (Massimo rarely ever cries)
As soon as the priest started blessing the sacrament, Mass had to go pee.This was not a good time. (worst time actually) but I let him go. He came back and said that he felt better. When it was time to go receive communion I walked behind him. He did it!!! I was SO HAPPY!!!
We got back to our seat and a smiling Massimo said "That wasn't so bad!" then promptly put a wet piece of unchewed bread into the palm of my hand.
MASS SPIT GOD OUT!!!!!!
Gabriella quickly nabbed it and popped it into her mouth so I guess she saved the day.
We took some pictures of the little skunk at the front(ish) of the church after all was said and done(ish)
Mass and Sex-eh Nonna ( I think it's hilarious that he just turned 8 and he's almost as tall as her *with heels*)
5 minutes after we got back home.... (with brother Joe who was too hung over to attend mass)
Massimo doesn't like cake so of course...
He couldn't care less.