Alleluia Fell on My Head

 My grandchildren and I buried the Alleluia yesterday.  We will not use this word during Lent, so in a symbolic manner, we buried Alleluia. The grands loved this idea because in their favorite stories, which are Harry Potter stories, the character never say the name of the bad guy, Voldemort.

For some reason, the grands thought it would be a better idea, to hide Alleluia so that I wouldn't know where it was.  O.K.  I'll be a good sport.  They hid it on me.

This morning when I opened my closet door, Alleluia fell off the shelf and hit me on the head.

I said the opposite of Alleluia.

Bye-Bye Alleluia

 4 more days of Alleluia and then we bury it. Starting on Ash Wednesday we will not say Alleluia.  So the grandkids and I will bury it.  I'm not sure how, since we have about four feet of snow on the ground. We'll probably just hide it away but I'll see what the girls decide.