We had a classic time at daily Mass the other day. During the opening prayer I reminded Patrick that he is not allowed to play with the books and hymnals during Mass - not a new rule in our family. He, however, was obviously very upset by this revelation and decided to do the full-out throw-his-body-back-and-forth tantrum to show his disagreement. So, this resulted in him first giving his head a loud whack on the pew back, followed by throwing himself at our feet on the ground. This would have all been fine and he would have recovered momentarily if it was not for the kneeler in the way of his forward fall. Thank God for Guardian Angels! He got a nice, deep, bloody cut just half an inch from his eye. Oh, joy! The up side of all this? He seemed, for that 30 minutes of Mass time, to be able to connect the tantrum with the resulting pain. Since then, of course, he has forgotten. Silly boy!
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