What Gabriel Watches During Mass

Gabriel is still half-heartedly potty training. Today, he was wandering around the house wearing only a Pull-Up and a shirt. He walks over to his little potty thing, which is in the living room, then pulls his shirt up. I assume he's going to pee, and my attention wanders elsewhere.

"Mommy, look me," Gabriel insists. I look at him, and he's got his shirt, still pulled up, tucked under his chin, so his belly and Pull-Up are exposed. His arms are spread wide apart, and his hands are open. "I Jesus!" He says, and gets a huge grin on his face.

Nothing registers for a few seconds. Then I realize that Gabriel is imitating the Corpus on the giant crucifix at the front of St. Brigid. The one where Jesus is stripped of all clothing except for a loin cloth. All this time I thought Gabriel was firmly ignoring all things related to Mass, and here he was watching Jesus, thinking that He was wearing a Pull-Up, too.

"I Jesus!" he says again, smiling hugely, while I silently thank Jesus for sharing His Gabriel with me.