Happy Palm Sunday! The day on which we recall just how quickly the crowds can turn... Waving palm branches and shouting "Hosanna!" and turning around and shouting, "Crucify him!" If you're not going to the Easter Vigil, this is probably the longest Mass you'll go to all year.
Don't forget to return your palms or find out when to bring them back to church so they can burn them for next Ash Wednesday. We ALWAYS miss the boat and have a rather large ziploc bag with years of palms in it that we need to take somewhere... Maybe next year!
I took these pictures pre-spit up. A warning: Whenever you are dressed and ready to go out the door, letting an infant lie on your lap with no burp cloth to shield you is a bad idea. All that smiling and cooing is just a ruse to make you comfortable before they PUKE ALL OVER YOU!
I wore a Forever XXI turtleneck over a J.Crew skirt/dress thing that I've never worn as a dress (because no way am I wearing a strapless dress) with leggings and black boots.
The children's mass behavior was abysmal. Just abysmal. The babies were fantastic, but John Paul decided to loudly act out the stations of the cross in the pew AND on the way to communion (Complete with Jesus' falls. All of them.) and Cecilia was her usual loud loud loud self.
At least they looked cute, right?
I was really expecting them to be excited about the Gospel, especially considering they made a cardboard box into Jesus' tomb this week. John Paul keeps crawling inside, closing the flaps, and bursting out saying, "I rose from the dead! Now I'm not sick anymore!!!"
Yeah, we may need to work on their understanding of the Resurrection...
Anyway, have a restful Holy Week! Check out other Sunday fashion at Fine Linen & Purple.