We had an All Hallows Day party at my church, St. Anthony of Padua. Hallows are saints, speaking of which it puzzles me how that one Harry Potter book, wasn't it named "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows"? How can hallows be deathly?
It is sort of nice to know what words mean, you know? Well, as a writer I have goofed up a few in my life too.
For our party at St. Anthony's the children were invited to dress up as saints. I suggested that next year the grown-ups should wear saint costumes too. We would have fun with that! I floated that idea today past a bunch of church fathers and mothers. It will take a while for it to gain traction but you never know.
I am going to be the ruination of this church, you know?
"Things were going well until we had this one parishioner..."
Anyway. There is an album I posted to the St. Anthony of Padua Facebook page and I have to share a couple of them.
Here is a solemn little St. Vincent de Paul giving a speech. I wonder if he got his costume at St. Vincent de Paul. It does not look like it.
And this other tyke rocked the candles as St. Blaise, the patron saint of throats and one of the Fourteen Holy Helpers. That is St. Michael on the right if memory serves me. Ha, ha! Can I take a picture or what? I am afraid I spread silliness wherever I go.
These three girls, they are the sweetest. I think the one in the middle is St. Therese, the Little Flower.
Mother Teresa and companions.
These kids were so creative. So was my friend Ryan who dressed up on All Hallows Eve as Pizza Rat.
Creativity, all around me.
It is inspiring!