This is a pre-post warning: You all may not be able to handle the cuteness. Seriously… don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I’ve told you all many times that I have the cutest nieces and nephews on the planet… and I’m sure some of you have rolled your eyes thinking that I’m biased or something.
Let me assure you, I’m not. I know cute when I see it. And now you can see it, too.
My nephew Christian, who is also my godson, is Cute with a capital C. He’s also pretty darn animated with a spunky personality. And he’s also been pretty darn obsessed with the Catholic church since the moment he came out of the womb.
We all thought it was so cute that his favorite toy when he was little was a rosary, which he referred to in his little boy language as a Yahweh Chewyday. He could tell you which church was a Catholic Church, Lutheran, Methodist, Baptist… while you were driving by in the car. Kind of like a built-in tour guide of religions.
This is a video I shot of him when we were home in May of 2003. It’s in two sections… one where he tells you about his Yahweh Chewyday, and another where I caught him walking around the yard processing while singing his own church hymn. You can hear him as he’s on the basketball court at one point singing “Christ, Our Lord!” [and I apologize in advance for the annoying commentary by me; apparently my voice is WAY over animated when talking to children]:
We’ve all experienced many a church service in the living room presided over by Christian (or as he sometimes referred to himself: Pope Christian), and my favorite parts were always the homilies. Especially the ones where he told us what God was thinking about his siblings that day. Very insightful.
The best story is one my mom told me a few years back… they were visiting Christian’s house around the time when Pope John Paul II had passed away. Mom walked into the living room and Christian was laying on the floor with a coat draped over him, being as still as a church mouse. Mom asked what he was doing, and he replied in a monotone voice:
“I’m the Pope. I’m dead.”
But of course! How could she have missed the news?!?!?