Sean was Confirmed Tuesday evening so I was not able to go to Barwis. I feel like I am doing pretty well at Barwis and I love my son more than anything and appreciate him being raised in the faith. This was where I was on Tuesday instead of at Barwis.
It was a nice ceremony and my Mom was his sponsor. His Confirmation name was “Juan Diego.” The bishop gave them a hug once they were Confirmed with the oil. I just got a handshake. Sean told me that he was supposed to just get a handshake too but the bishop decided to hug everyone. We had just got to the door to the reception when my Mom told both of us that she got a slap in the face when she was confirmed. That statement ended our conversation because neither Sean nor I knew how to respond to that and we were at the reception.
So at Barwis on Thursday I recounted events from the Confirmation to Nick because he went to DC for grade school and his mom is still one of the lunch ladies. As he stretched my legs to loosen them up, he paid attention to my ankles and my feet. My legs weren’t SUPER tight even though I hadn’t been there on Tuesday. As he stretched my legs out when I was on the black table, he continued to focus on my form. He made sure my feet were set correctly when we started PNFs. He did this by putting his hand on the bottom of my foot. I find it mildly amusing to know that his bare hands are as big as my feet.
I DO have pretty small feet. Size 4. Mike Morfitt has already commented on that. I think this fact may have made it easier for Nick to position my feet correctly. It felt good that he paid attention to such a small detail. It’s really NOT a small detail for me. He wants my feet to know the correct position as it translates to walking and maybe not being here may have let my feet become a bit supinated. NIck fixed that be readjusting my feet with every PNF we did.