As I mentioned in a post from earlier this week, we were at a dedication ceremony this weekend. It was at a really interesting Unitarian Universalist Church, which I really liked because of its message of inclusiveness for all peoples and religions.
Having been raised as a strict church-every-Sunday Catholic, I was pretty turned off to churches by the time I was, like 7. Something about the old priest going on and on in the sermon, and that awful church singing made me not want to go to church. I spent time looking at the backs of ladies' hairstyles (and not very good ones, mind you) and reimagining what the alter would look like with a painting of Three Mile Island rather than the crucifixion.
At the time, I thought I was just lazy, but now I realize that that sort of church service just didn't have a connection to a curious child (no offense to my Catholic readers!). Maybe I would have felt differently had I been raised Lutheran or Quaker.
After the dedication ceremony, we spent some time outside the church, keeping SoJo occupied until the accompanying luncheon.
Mr. Geek made a poignant observation: "We'll have to tell SoJo's future girlfriend that he was the kind of little boy who liked to hit flowers." I've written it here for posterity.
So true. He was doing that in the above photo.
The best part for SoJo...bicycles! Taking third place behind motorcycles and buses, the bicycle is one of SoJo's favorite things. Fortunately for him, our region is a hotspot for professional bicycling and to his delight, we were able to see an Italian bicycle team whiz by our stroller just last week.
Such a weird post. Churches to bicycles. It has to be Wordful Wednesday. For more less weird Wednesday posts, visit