Sunday Snippets

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Sunday’s service was minus Mr. Puck who spent his first (and likely only) time in the church nursery with his Grandma.

It was missions Sunday. This included a baptism of a little girl with an unusual name (for a girl), whose father appeared to be Japanese. He was also baptized. The rain came pouring suddenly as they were both baptized and leveled off after the prayer.

Then it was family Christmas picture time. Collette was amazed that it only took three snaps to get the final portrait. Although Linnea’s and Puck’s heads had to be replaced with their heads from other photographs. This happened every year with at least one person’s head. In 2006 in had been Rose. In 2005 – Carrie’s. Mom didn’t like it because Carrie hadn’t smiled in the first take.

After the usual half-crazy conversations over lunch which was, as always, ended with Dad’s:

“Alright, let’s change the conversation.”

The whole thing had begun when Carrie said:

“Well, guess who I have to serve next week at work. Rudy Guiliani.”

And that was all that was necessary to begin the ping-pong matches in politics, scandal, etc., most of whose facts were most likely incorrect.

After Mom’s, Dad’s, and Puck’s naps, Joe and Rose were at it again. The usual laugh match:

“You’re so insecure, if you were a rope, you’d be untied,” Joe said, for no reason, really.

“You’re so fat…” Rose began.

“You’re so insecure, if you were an anchor, you’d tumble around the bottom of the ocean and not attach yourself to a rock and the ship would get lost in the waves because you couldn’t anchor to anything. Like this.”

Joe demonstrated the anchor by rolling across the living room floor.

“You’re so stupid, you fell out of the stupid tree and hit all the branches.”

And, thankfully, Rose’s last contribution was equally ridiculous enough that the conversation was able to be ended.