Yesterday The Caboose pinched his middle finger in his closet door. Not the whole finger, just the fleshy tip. It made a purple blister at the pinch site, and the tip of his finger was all swollen and throbbing. We applied ice and elevated the injury. To protect it, he curled the other fingers protectively, extending the middle finger full and straight. You get the picture.
He was making a hand gesture similar to this one. Only with one less finger. (Thanks, Microsoft, for the royalty-free image.)
This morning, it was hurting a bit, so I gave some ibuprofen. Then we got ready for church.
Mass was lovely. Sitting around us were friends, neighbors, and a nun. As the “peace be with you” moment approached, I look over at the boy and see that he has resumed the protective hand position, with the other fingers curled tightly and the injured middle finger fully extended.
I wanted to die.
“Peace be with you.” he sweetly said to the nun.
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If there’s one thing kids teach you is how to be prepared for anything. The good, the bad and the ugly. Love it!
And we mustn’t forget the crazy!
Is this child adoptable? I may need him.
He’s available for long weekends. 🙂
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NO way! Ha! That is definitely blog material. Love it!
(Thanks for linking this up to #findingthefunny last week!)
Every once in a while my Dudes throw me some good material. 😉
Quite a few of this are enjoying the wine in Hell story – thanks!
I’m finding out this kind of thing happens more often than I thought. 😉
Hahahaha! Awesome.
I’m not quite a goddess at sarcasm, but I do have my moments. Thanks for stopping by!
That’s awesome. Found you at finding the funny.
Thanks for stopping by! I’m not always this funny. You caught me on a good day! 😉
Middle finger injury stories are compensation for the pain and suffering. 🙂 If you have to be hurt, might as well be hurt AND have the opportunity to be funny.
Would you believe he broke another finger! Ring finger this time. Fewer opportunities for humor with that one. 🙂
Now I’m laughing at Transitioning Mom. My daughter leads the children’s choir at our church. A couple years ago when the kids were filing out and lining up on the steps for their Christmas performance in front of a packed house, the pastor’s daughter tripped and fell on a step. The little boy behind her leaned down to help her up and make sure she was ok, and she decked him. The air was sucked out of the room. Both kids realized what had happened and collapsed in laughter. Meanwhile, the pastor and his wife were looking for a pew to crawl under 🙂 Good times; great memories.
I guess I should mention that she has 4 brothers 🙂
OMG, I laughed out loud and then read it aloud to my husband and he sent the “Peace be with you” sign for the nun!! How fantastic – since it wasn’t one of my “children”!!
There will be wine in hell, no worries 🙂 You don’t need to sweat it, bc there will be straws in hell too!!!
Yes, these stories are always funnier when they belong to someone else!
Ha! Great story.
Now that they’re older, I don’t get as much blog fodder from them. But when I do, it’s usually a gem!
OMG! I love that story!!!
Thanks, Lady G! The truth is often stranger, and funnier, than fiction. 🙂
During communion when all was quiet, I asked my mother in my outside-at-the-airport voice “IS IT DRINKING TIME YET?”
Hey I was 3.
She told the minister she found me on the side of the road that morning.
Thanks for sharing this embarrassing but hysterical moment. I’m still laughing!
I only hope the mother’s wish/curse works, and he has such a story to tell someday!
If there is wine in church, then there’s wine in heaven. Peace be with you.
T.
And with your spirit. 🙂
heh. classic kid moment. Loved it!
We’re working on a new routine for tomorrow. 🙂 Thanks for stopping by!
Hilarious. I love the “Peace be with you” paired with the bird. Perfect.
When my husband was 3, he called a lady in church a “g–dammit.” My MIL said she about died. She has no idea where he heard that word. To make matters worse, my FIL was minister of music in the church.
We do remember these moments forever. I’ll remember to save it to share with his wife and kids someday!
I hope his finger is healing, and that the redness has left your cheeks.
I remember when A was around 5, while singing in a church choir performance I saw every ounce of her feisty, sensory-sensitive spirit revealed before our entire congregation,. The little boy behind her kept bumping into her and I could tell by the look on her face she was getting reading to “take him out” at the end of the song. Thankfully, at the end of the song, the kids took a short break which gave me the chance to let the choir director know she’d better move one or the other, or that we’d all be praying for peace.
OK, so I didn’t see that my first reply posted. Apparently, I should add prayers for better vision to my list. Sorry for the double posting!
LOL, Lisha! Hopefully, the peace that was passed found its way to his finger!
I remember an occasion when A was about 5 and performed in a choir performance at our church. At the time, A was really sensory sensitive and the little boy behind her kept bumping her. Watching A’s face, I knew she was about to pummel the little boy if she wasn’t moved. I wasn’t sure which was the lesser evil–admitting to the choir leader my kid needed to be moved before she tackled the kid, or just letting her tackle the kid. During a break in the performance, I opted to let the choir director know before blood was spilled.
Hope his finger has healed, and that the red has faded from your cheeks. 🙂
Twice as nice. 🙂
Giggle… When my brother was about 3 years old, my mom tried to keep him still in church while everyone was kneeling. He bumped his head on a pew and screamed, “Mommy! Why do you hurt me EVERY DAY??” So much for silence!
Hope that finger heals soon. 😉
He’s all better now. So he’ll have to think of something new for this Sunday. 🙂
That is AMAZING! Poor little bug was probably like, “but mom, my finger hurt!”:) so cute and would have loved to have seem her face.
He’s getting to the age where he has to work at it to be pitiful and cute. He puts his mad acting skills to good use. 🙂
I love it! I’m sure the nun didn’t even blink. They have heard it all, many times! Kids do the best stuff in church. At my grandmother’s funeral, the priest told everyone to be seated (there were some non-Catholics in attendance) and Hulkster shouted out, “No!” Everyone giggled and the priest smirked.
She was “experienced” enough to have figured it out. But I made sure we chatted with her after mass so she could leave with a good impression of my little family. 🙂
Thanks for stopping by!
Kids are AWESOME and for a period of time so innocent, eh? My daughter, just turned 8, was sitting in the back seat of the car a few months ago with her buddy. They each had gotten a fish at the fish store, which the clerk put individually into bags for them. My daughter’s fish was moving around a lot, and her buddy’s wasn’t. He kept saying, “Cocoa (his fish’s name) isn’t moving much.” Then Maycee, not realizing what she was saying, blurts out, “Well, he doesn’t know what the HE– is going on!” I just about died, and her buddy clammed up immediately! LOL. I don’t cuss, but my daughter has been introduced to these words at her “new” public school she attends. Oh, dear…Later that night I had some explaining to do, as well. LOL! I hope your son’s finger is better in no time, and indeed the story will live on forever! 🙂 Great share!
The Caboose is my third boy, so I thought I had seen and heard it all.
Evidently not. 🙂
Oh, my gosh! That is hilarious!!! I was laughing so hard my husband asked what I was reading. He got a good laugh, too. Thanks so much for sharing that! Don’t worry, God won’t send you to hell – He knows the whole truth 🙂
He seemed genuinely upset when I explained the gesture to him. Then he opted for a band-aid. 🙂
I can so picture this in my head. Lol. I can see the min just smile and say, “and also with you.”. Too funny,
That min was suppose to be nun. Dont you just love auto correct.
I felt compelled to turn around and chat with her after mass so she could get a different impression of us. We chatted about her order for a few minutes, and I made sure to drop the names of their Catholic schools.
I can only hope those who caught it could have possibly thought there was another explanation for it besides the obvious.
I went to Catholic grade school, so I can appreciate your wanting to die. Now he has a story to brag about, huh? “Hey guys, guess what did in church today?”
Hope he heals soon before he has TOO much fun with that injury!
He didn’t know what that gesture meant, until I told him this evening. I told him it was like sign language for the F word. I don’t think he’ll be bragging about the story any time soon, but you can be sure we’ll be bringing it up when he’s older and we’re looking for a laugh!
Can you add a tweet button to your widgets? I would love to share this more broadly!
I (think) I did it!
Holy hilarious! Your son flipped the nun the bird! Don’t you just love our children. 😉
This evening I explained to him that that finger gesture is sign language for a curse word, and that if the finger continued to hurt, he had to hold up at least two fingers. And I actually kept a straight face while saying it. 🙂
I can’t quit laughing either. And I bet the nun had a great time telling the story to the other sisters at lunch. Come to think of it, they are probably all ROFLOL at this moment too. Just think of it as spreading a little sunshine…..
Yes, a ray of sunshine. That’s how I’ll think of this moment. 🙂
That has the innocence of “The Caboose” written all over the mental image. In our house he will always be lovingly known as “Guitar Hero Virtuoso”!
His guitar playing will be on hiatus until the finger heals. 😉
I hope there’s wine in hell too, because I can’t stop laughing… Poor kiddo. Poor Mom.
I guess we can go to another church for a few weeks, til the laughter dies down.