1st Communion

Sunday morning Chris and I looked on nervously as the girls took their 1st communion. As you can see Jemima is the one wearing a purple jumper. She out and out flatly refused to wear a white dress so I didn't get one for Jasmine.

This day has followed 3 painstaking months of 'tuition' for Chris and I. Tuition which Chris and I had to go through ourselves as children but now the rules have changed and the parents take the lessons!

I was very nervous and stressed because the event was so choreographed I was worried that I or the girls would end up in the wrong place at the wrong time. However an event took place which I could never even dreamed in my wildest nightmares.

We had to sit the Jasmine and Jemima on different pews, children towards the centre aisle. Chris and I sat one next to each of them hence Chris and I were in different pews. The children went up for communion first, received the host and walked down the side aisles, back up the centre aisles and into their pew. The adults then went up for communion.

I received the host, turned and walked towards the side aisle. As I turned into the side aisle I looked at Jemima to see her with her finger in the roof of her mouth scraping the host off the roof of her mouth. I had one of those go slow moments, everything seemed to be in slow motion I couldn't scream out "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Lest I attracted too much attention and I thought a flying tackle over the top of the pews might have seemed a little dramatic. But I couldn't get to her quick enough to stop her bringing the host out of her mouth half melted on her finger, look at it and then vigorously shake it off her finger on to the floor!! I just had to sink to my knees defeated, shamed into my pew and pray very earnestly that no one had seen it.