Yep, VBS is over! It went very well this year! We all had a blast. We had 85 kids total! It is so fun to see these little faces light up, and to see them so excited to be there every morning. It was great! I have been fighting some intestinal thing since Wednesday, so I was really relieved when Friday was here. I have pretty much slept ever since. Boy what a wimp huh? Guess those 85 kids wore me out. So I will leave you with a little story that I recieved on my email awhile back.
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Mr. Sense has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons as knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair.
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial planning (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place: reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Tylenol to a student but could not inform parents when their 13-year-old daughter was pregnant and wanted to get an abortion.
Finally Common Sense lost the will to live when criminals received better treatment than their victims and a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot and was awarded a huge financial settlement.
He was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers, My Rights and Ima Whiner.
posted by ...jus me at 2:18 PM
1 Comments:
It must be nice to have everything in place. My dh won't darken the door of a church now since the debacle...you'll have to plow through my blog if you wanna know. I have slowly and painfully found my way back but with questions. Anyway, maybe things will somehow get put back together again for us.
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