Saturday, May 15
We are the people our parents warned us about?
What to expect when your child is a Catholic nerd, part twenty-seven:
Me: I've got the Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom stuck in my head.
My Father: Oh, I hate it when that happens.
And even better:
My Father: What are you doing with my croquet instructions?
Me: I needed to write something down, so I'm using the back.
My Father: What, strategy notes?
Me: No, a hymn to Venerable Charles Hapsburg.
Not that my dad isn't much better: we spent a large chunk of lunch talking about the Catacombs together. It's nice being on the same wavelength as your parents, no matter how oddly tuned you both are.
What to expect when your child is a Catholic nerd, part twenty-seven:
Me: I've got the Divine Liturgy of St. John Chrysostom stuck in my head.
My Father: Oh, I hate it when that happens.
And even better:
My Father: What are you doing with my croquet instructions?
Me: I needed to write something down, so I'm using the back.
My Father: What, strategy notes?
Me: No, a hymn to Venerable Charles Hapsburg.
Not that my dad isn't much better: we spent a large chunk of lunch talking about the Catacombs together. It's nice being on the same wavelength as your parents, no matter how oddly tuned you both are.
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