Today was the first day of Vacation Bible School (VBS) at our church. Since this is the first year I'm not working full time, I volunteered. Well, I volunteered to be a snack lady, but since the snack people appear to be firmly entrenched from previous years, I was recruited over to the team leader position.
Little did I know. It's always that way, isn't it? But my youngest granddaughter has been a team leader for the past three years or so, and if a 12 year old can do it, how hard can it be, right?? Famous last words!
My team, the Meerkats, group 5 (of 6), turned out to be largely made up of three-year-olds. One is not quite three yet, two have just turned three, and one is about 3 1/2. The other two kids are about 5 years old, and they know each other from preschool.
Evidently every year there is one child who starts out crying. And a couple who want to be carried.
I have them A.L.L.
I love little children... really I do! But trying to carry two three-year-olds down a flight of stairs is a challenge, to say the least. Add my crabby knee and you get Challenge times three!
Lucky me, I had a helper to carry all the paraphernalia and keep the schedule out. He came complete with a clip-board, bless his heart!
I hope tomorrow there's less crying and more singing! At least tomorrow they should know how to stay together in a group not to run off. Maybe.
I'm thinking it's going to be a llllooonnnggggg week!