Yesterday, Mommy, Baba and I went to church. It's actually not all that bad. In fact, it's quite soothing. The music (byzantine chanting), the smells (incense burning), the candles flickering. When the service was done, all types of people came up to me (we were sitting towards the back). I was pretty popular, as you might imagine. I just wish people would speak to me in plain English (or Greek, for that matter), but instead they do all this "goo-goo, ga-ga" stuff. What do they thing I am, a three month old? I'll be four months in less that a week, in fact?
Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday Best
Yesterday, Mommy, Baba and I went to church. It's actually not all that bad. In fact, it's quite soothing. The music (byzantine chanting), the smells (incense burning), the candles flickering. When the service was done, all types of people came up to me (we were sitting towards the back). I was pretty popular, as you might imagine. I just wish people would speak to me in plain English (or Greek, for that matter), but instead they do all this "goo-goo, ga-ga" stuff. What do they thing I am, a three month old? I'll be four months in less that a week, in fact?
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