This story is long overdue for documentation. Back in December, Rylee was just starting to make sounds like she was talking. She could say MaMa but it wasn’t necessarily in reference to me but to almost anything. One “word” that she said in reference to herself was money.
Now I am not sure if she was saying some sort of “mine” or “mommy” or what but it came out money. If you picked up her toy it was MONEY at the top of her lungs or if she wanted a snack moneymoneymoney. Anyway, we were amused by our daughter’s choice of words.
For Christmas, we went to the afternoon mass (during the blizzard I must mention!) and because it was Christmas we were in the overflow in the gym. We were sitting in bleachers and I was struggling to pay attention because I was trying to make sure Rylee didn’t plummet down the concrete steps. However, I did try to listen to the homily.
Fr. Jim talked about a Mexican Tradition of acting out what the Holy Family had to go through right before Jesus was born trying to find a place to stay. The tradition is called Las Posadas. The participants knock on doors and are refused a place to stay. Fr. Jim then tries to bring it home to us saying “what will the answer be when Jesus knocks on our hearts? What do you think Jesus will hear when He knocks on the doors of Hollywood? What do you think Jesus will hear when He knocks on the doors of Wall Street?”
It is at this moment that my darling daughter decides to answer Fr. Jim yelling like the 17 month old she is:
She responds “NO MONEY!”
Good thing Fr. Jim, the congregation at Prince of Peace, and God have a sense of humor.
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