The Glow of Religion

Aidan asked me for fifty cents before school on Monday. Before I gave it to him, I asked him why he needed it.

"With fifty cents, I can buy a rosary, Mom." He replied, excited.

"A what?" I asked, certain I hadn't heard him right.

"A rosary!"

Huh. I guess I did hear him right. Color me surprised that my five year old boy was requesting extra change to buy his first set of rosary beads.

He brought them home from school yesterday, thrilled to show off his new beads and explain to me all the intricacies of prayer with a rosary. (The wonders of a catholic education, right?) A few hours later, I caught Aidan and Brennan hiding in Brennan's closet in the dark.

As I get closer I heard, "Look Brennan it glows. Do you see?"

"I see Aidan, I see!"

I opened the closet door to two pairs of eyes peering at me from the darkness. In Aidan's hands, the rosary gleamed bright neon green.

My son's first rosary is a neon glow in the dark special. I couldn't stop laughing for ten minutes. The boys were enraptured with the glow in the dark beads and spent most of the afternoon hiding in dark spaces to watch it light up.

I guess that's one way to encourage prayer among the kindergarten set.