Church 1-30-11
Skip to the end if you just want to hear the funny part. Last paragraph.
Just a quick story. We are trying to acclimate Heidi to the church nursery because she is too active for church. She is plus/minus on the nursery. Michael had to study this past Sunday, so Heidi and I went to church by ourselves. I’m thinking, “This is nice, just the girls on an outing.” Heidi was likely thinking the same thing until we exited the stairs into the classroom/nursery section of church. Instant tears. It was so sad! But alas, I was committed and Heidi needs to become comfortable in the nursery so we proceeded.
I recently read somewhere that the “drop and run” method of leaving your kid somewhere is not always best and can sometimes appear to them that you do not like where they are being left, resulting in anxiety for them. The article said you should go in and explore the nursery/classroom and show them how neat you think it is. It did not work. She cried the whole time I was in there. She’s no dummy. She knows what she’s there for…to be left. So, the wonderful lady in the nursery, Noni, came over and took Heidi and distracted her while I left. The church has a small sign that flashes your child’s assigned number if they need you. I got through church with no flashing number!
I returned to the nursery to collect Heidi before communion. She was having fun and interacting with the other children and did not notice me come in, not even when I was standing next her talking to Noni. I had to touch her and even then she was more interested in playing than she was in me! Success! For the record, I do not think the fact that I stayed in the nursery a little longer before leaving had a thing to do with the success. It was Noni, pure and simple. So next Sunday, tears or no, we are going to “drop and run” because she cries less and Noni has the touch.
And here’s the best part, the reason for the whole story. I would give anything to have a 2 minute video clip of this. We re-entered church right as communion started and our pew is up so we got directly in line. Heidi is on my left hip; the minister puts my wafer in my right hand. I turn toward the person with the wine and Heidi leans forward, nearly right out of my arms, hand outstretched for a wafer. The minister asks if she can have one and I nod. She is pleased with herself and he smiles. We turn to the wine and I dip my wafer and put it in my mouth, Heidi watching me. I turn to head back to our seat and again she leans forward hand and wafer outstretched toward the wine. Uh oh. Red liquid. Toddler hands. But the nice lady holds the cup out toward her. So, knowing that not allowing her to dip her wafer will result in a tantrum in church, I let her dip. The dip is not just a dip, it is a 30 second wafer and finger swishing contest and Heidi is the winner! The nice lady chuckles as I quickly remove her hand from the cup and tell her to eat her wafer. She looks at it and shoves it toward my mouth saying, “Yay!” So I had two servings of communion Sunday. As we head back to our seats I hear the minister say to the nice lady, “That was funny.” Sorry to the majority of the church who took communion after us; you got finger-wine.











































