Children in "church"

[chonsigirl]

Always wondered what it was like to sit in the back pew, where the ladies sit with the little ones. I always played the piano, someone watched my kids-all 4 of them! But now I sit in the back row, because that is where my husband's wheelchair fits, and he is watched by the young moms while I play the piano, then come down to sit by him. I watch the innocent children, and their antics every Sunday, it is so much fun.

[Skeeter]

When our children were young a lady and her little boy came into church and sat at the pew in front of us...he was a wiggle-worm and constantly being hushed and quieted by his mother...when the outside doors were closed so the pastor could speak...she told him that he had to listed to the sermon as the door was closed...as soon as church was over the pastor walked down the aisle to the front so he could greet people and this little boy piped up loud and clear...Okay Mom can we go now? God has gone.

[Skeeter]

Our pastor smoked in his office...the kindergarten was held in the church basement...the kindergarten teacher finally had had it with one little boy and told him if he didn't behave she was going to report it to the pastor...the little boy ran to the bottom of the stairs that led to his office and told the teacher."He isn't there, I can't smell him."

[Clint]

Originally Posted by Skeeter

When our children were young a lady and her little boy came into church and sat at the pew in front of us...he was a wiggle-worm and constantly being hushed and quieted by his mother...when the outside doors were closed so the pastor could speak...she told him that he had to listed to the sermon as the door was closed...as soon as church was over the pastor walked down the aisle to the front so he could greet people and this little boy piped up loud and clear...Okay Mom can we go now? God has gone.

I remember that when I was a little kid that pastor standing up there in the pulpit with his robe and vestments made me think that if he wasn’t God, he was second in command.

[Skeeter]

Originally Posted by Clint

I remember that when I was a little kid that pastor standing up there in the pulpit with his robe and vestments made me think that if he wasn’t God, he was second in command.

at Christmas time we had erected a large Christmas tree in the choir section in front of church and the choir had to use the choir loft behind and above us....A Spanish-American family came to church and brought a beautiful little girl about 3..she kept turning to her dad and saying "Daddy" and he would say "shhh", after about the fifth time she said "Daddy" and him shushing her he finally said " Be quiet" and she said loud and clear " OK, I just wanted you to look at the dam tree".....everyone had hands over their mouths and trying to not laugh...the dad picked up the little girl and left the church...we never saw them again.

[Clint]

Originally Posted by Skeeter

When our children were young a lady and her little boy came into church and sat at the pew in front of us...he was a wiggle-worm and constantly being hushed and quieted by his mother...when the outside doors were closed so the pastor could speak...she told him that he had to listed to the sermon as the door was closed...as soon as church was over the pastor walked down the aisle to the front so he could greet people and this little boy piped up loud and clear...Okay Mom can we go now? God has gone.

I remember a pastor coming down from his pulpit to talk to a friend and me. Does my mother remember it the same way?

[PurpleChicken]

I remember getting dressed up for Sunday school. Mum would always want me to wear a 'cutsie' pink dress or something. I would want to wear a tracksuit, pants - basically anything that was not pink and was not a dress. I was a bit of a tomboy!

[Skeeter]

Originally Posted by Clint

I remember a pastor coming down from his pulpit to talk to a friend and me. Does my mother remember it the same way?

No, I do not remember that unless you are talking about the pastor at the different church we went to occasionally...and you challenged his sermon.

[Clint]

Originally Posted by Skeeter

No, I do not remember that unless you are talking about the pastor at the different church we went to occasionally...and you challenged his sermon.

So that's when I started doing that. You would think I would have learned better by now.

[Skeeter]

I tried and tried to remember and it seems I recall something about a paper airplane made out of the Sunday bulletin.....