Wanna know how I am certain the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree? After the rant yesterday about the inequities of being a wifey, I spent the afternoon trying to settle The Girl down. She is quite perturbed.
It is Lent and in her Catholic school they are planning their Last Supper feast. She has asked more and more questions every day. The one I don’t have any good answer for; the one that has her inner wifey all kinds of confused and just a little angry? “Mom, why aren’t there any roles for girls at the last supper feast? Jesus loved us all, why didn’t he want any girls to spread his word?”
Damn. Add explaining inexplicable religious roles to the stinky jobs wifey has. I’m tellin‘ ya-I rethink this Catholic education on a daily basis. Heck, I might even be re-thinking Catholic.
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