My family made it to the 12pm Mass, barely. Santa had come that morning and we planned to go to the noon Mass. Somehow I miscalculated and thought we could leave the house at 11:45am...which is usually the time we sit our butts in the pew. I have no idea what I was thinking. I, with hubby's help, threw the clothes on the kids, got them in their coats and strapped them in the car and headed to St. A's. We walked in the door just as the bells rang for the start of Mass. Made it in the pew just before Father Z processed out. Yikes! I'm never late, so this little episode caused a lot of stress!
Was hoping there were pics of the altar and creche on St. A's website, but see these must be Father Z's.
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My family made it to the 12pm Mass, barely. Santa had come that morning and we planned to go to the noon Mass. Somehow I miscalculated and thought we could leave the house at 11:45am...which is usually the time we sit our butts in the pew. I have no idea what I was thinking. I, with hubby's help, threw the clothes on the kids, got them in their coats and strapped them in the car and headed to St. A's. We walked in the door just as the bells rang for the start of Mass. Made it in the pew just before Father Z processed out. Yikes! I'm never late, so this little episode caused a lot of stress!
Was hoping there were pics of the altar and creche on St. A's website, but see these must be Father Z's.
swissy: Well, now you can identify youself to Father Z as the "one who barely ran into the pew on time" LOL!
Cathy:
I prayed REALLY hard that he and the rest of the congregation didn't see us come in ;}
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