Emori Gives Herself a Haircut

I caught Emori after she had cut her hair and just as she had begun to start on Aubri's! I said, "What are you doing?! Why did you cut your hair?!"

She responded by asking, "Your not supposed to cut your hair with scissors?"

Guess I should have been more specific with her. :)

Aubri's First Communion

Larry and I grew up in a faith tradition that usually does not allow children who are not baptized or "members" of the church to take part in communion/the Lord's Supper.

That perspective changed for me Christmas Eve of 2007 when we participated in the Christmas Eve service at Court Street United Methodist Church. Emori was turning 4 yrs old and wanted to walk up with me when it was my turn to take Communion. I told her she wouldn't be able to take it, but she could walk with me. When it was our turn, Bruce Case (Court Street's pastor and one of our favorite friends:) knelt down and told Emori that this bread and drink represented Jesus and said some other really beautiful things as he invited her to participate in Communion. I thought, why don't we let kids participate?...that's crazy that we don't. It really was a beautiful moment for me as a mother.

Our children participated in Communion last Easter during our Family Experience time for our preschoolers at our church, but I decided that they should come into the service with the adults when we take Communion one week. They had not been present during the service, but Larry and I slipped out when Communion began and brought Emori and Aubri in. Now I realize I should have prepped Aubri better. This is how it went:

Aubri took a piece of the bread and I helped her dip it in the cup. As she opened her lips to put the grape juice soaked bread into her mouth, the person holding the cup said, "This is the blood of Christ shed for you". She jerked the bread away from her mouth, made an awful face and said, "Ew, I don't wike it" as she shoved it my way:)HA! I don't blame her:) At least I know now she wouldn't put "blood" in her mouth:) ha.

Oh well, we'll explain it better next time...or just stick to Communion during the children's Bible story time.

Emori shares a lesson for Black History Month

Emori is very interested in President O'rock Obama, as she calls him. I think she's so intrigued with him because she relates being a President to a being king (and our girls are REALLY into the whole Princess/royalty thing). I watch the news too much, and she always asks questions about what he's doing.

Here's a little more background to the subject of this blog entry: This year on Martin Luther King,Jr's holiday, we read a children's book about Dr. King's life...and Emori remembers EVERYTHING.

Ok, so we were at a local restaurant with another family. This is a conversation I overheard between Emori and her friend, Colleen, as they were looking at a poster for Black History month with pictures of famous African Americans on it. (Strangely, Obama didn't make the poster). And this is really what was said:)

Colleen (pointing to the face of Dr. King on the poster): That's Barack Obama

Emori: No its not. It doesn't even look like O'rock Obama.
That's a really nice man who was shot by some bad people. Mom, who's his name again.

(I say "Dr. King")

Emori: Yeah, Dr. King was trying to help people and some really bad people shot him and he died.

Colleeen: No, he did not die.

Emori: Yes, he did die. They shot him and he died.

Colleen: No, my teacher said he didn't die.

Emori: Well, your teacher is wrong! Some really bad people shot him and he died.

(To Colleen's credit, she had MLK confused with Nelson Mandela who she learned about in school:)

Glad to know Emori is confident in what she knows.