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Many parents made a mental note, "No hanging out with that Schmidt kid."

JG is making his First Communion this weekend, we went a few weeks ago to the final class with his group where the kids were able to do a "test run" of the whole process. This is where the life with JG fun began...

Let me set the stage...

about a month ago JG came home and informed his parents that he can't wait to get to college, rationale was - you have lots of fun and drink beer. Where he got this I don't know, he has been hanging out with some of the older boys in the neighborhood - who knows.

So Dan asked, "How do you know that is what you want to do? How do you even know if you like beer?"

Dan had a beer and let JG smell to which little man said, "Not so bad." Then he put a little taste on his finger which resulted in major dramatics, imagine feigning choking, spitting repeatedly and stating, "That is the worst thing that I ever tasted in my whole life!" So we thought case closed, end of beer drinking dreams in college.

Fast forward two weeks to religion.

JG had to go up and during the test run was encouraged to taste the wine - once again major dramatics and an exclamation for the ENTIRE church to hear.

"Hey mom, that wine tastes worse than beer."

I wanted to crawl under the pew...

Comments

carey said…
oh yes. glad you and JG are back. your life is so vaguely familiar :)
Karen said…
YES!

I'm sorry to say that I so hoped your story was heading in that direction.

Man, I love that kid!
Unknown said…
My gut tells me that there will be many more times that our kids will send us straight under the pew.

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