Jake said, "Let's only go to church on food days." He is a fan of their fluffy pancakes.
He is not a fan of sitting quietly, although he was very good at it on Shrove Tuesday. Just the two of us, sitting in the front row -- his choice -- awkward since we hadn't been in months and I tripped over some of the responses. He is also starting to listen. This is suddenly alarming. Sometimes (invariably?) the readings are dark. Our priest does an amazing job of explaining them in a way which is relevant today. But in the meantime Jake is listening very literally.
When he gets tired of listening, he opens the hymnal and sings softly, tracing the musical notes with his finger tip. He has the most beautiful voice.
He also likes to put a coin in the chest for children's charities and another coin in the little house for homeless people.
He really likes the fluffy pancakes.
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