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Experienced the coolest Christmas Eve idea/service. The idea is awesome, the execution was less than perfect…but that was more my family’s fault than any other.

The Methodist Church has an “open house” from 5.30 to 6.30 for families to come in, pray together and take communion together. That’s it. No service, no songs, no crying babies in the background. You show up, you pray, you take communion at the altar, you go home and be a gluttonist, materialistic pig.

Great idea. Then we showed up. I didn’t want my kids taking communion - for obvious reasons - but try explaining that to the Methodist minister, up front at the altar, in the middle of communion, and he just keeps looking at my kids with the plates in front of them. He looked like the roll lady at Lamberts. “Come on. Take it.” On top of that, my extended family in Grove Hill was looking at us like - “what the heck is going on?”

Since Cooper and Camber were out of arm reach, they got communion. Then they spilled it. If it wasn’t so frustrating, it would’ve been hilarious.

More later…