The eagle-eyed among you may have spotted the reference to church in the last post. I know what you're thinking. She doesn't sound like a churchgoer. I know this because despite being a lifelong practising Catholic, whenever I meet someone new they are always surprised and say "You don't look like a churchgoer". I don't know why they say this. I look much the same as everyone else.
Kids: "Aw, Mum, don't put that!"
Me: "Why not?"
Kids: "We want to look like a cool family."
Me: "We are a cool family."
Kids: "We're not going to look like one if you put that."
Cradle Catholics, every one of them. Where did I go wrong? Even the Father of this Lot was, in his youth, Head Altar boy of this parish. He does not attend Mass any longer. Well, maybe Christmas and Easter. (Some would say his sins as as scarlet, but who am I to judge?) He does, however, maintain a deep reverence for the customs and traditions of the Church, and has no problem in pointing out where other people are going wrong - "Did you see that? She didn't even genuflect when she passed the altar!" (I think this is a bit picky when you don't turn up for 50 Sundays of the year and choose to completely ignore every word of the Bible except 'be fruitful and multiply'). But that's another post.
Kids: "You're not going to write anything religious are you?"
Kids: "Everyone will think you're a geek."
Me: "No they won't. All your friends think I'm mint".
(Mint is an English teenage word which means 'cool', 'good' etc. I do not use it. Except when absolutely necessary. Like now.)
Me: "So I think I win that one then, hands down."
Me: "Here's the deal. Monday to Saturday I write about you and your heart-warming little antics. Sundays I get to write something religious...and maybe holy days...and possibly feast days..."
Kids: "What if something really good happens on a Sunday, holy day or feast day?"
Me: "I'll do both."
Not even The Fixer has yet figured out that tomorrow is a Sunday, a feast day and a holy day. I can't wait!