My wife was furious. I thought it good example for them. My children have learned not to follow crowds mindlessly. They have learned to investigate the facts prior to action. They learned that priests they know and like sometimes do willfully engage in Liturgical anomie.
They are wonderful Christians and they have never taken the Eucharist in their hands as their Daddy endlessly repeated to them St. Thomas Aquinas' words "Only the hands of the Consecrated may touch the Sacred Species."
Good for you. I quit being an altar boy when our Archdiocese started allowing nuns to distribute the Eucharist. This happened at Christmas day Mass in 1972. After returning from Christmas break we had to write the "what I did on Christmas vacation" paper for school. I wrote of my embarrassment for my grandparents who had come back to Colorado for Christmas and were in attendance at Mass that morning. I was ashamed they had to witness sacrilege and I was ashamed that it was my teacher who was guilty of said sacrilege. Needless to say the rest of the school year was not easy as she gave me all kinds of grief. She didn't appreciate being lectured by a fifth grader about Consecration and Holy Orders. Tough. I've never accepted the Eucharist in my hands.