Weekend O' Kids

This weekend was packed full of kids, lots and lots of kids. Friday night I had the opportunity to be a chaperon at a church youth event. Chaperon is a fancy French word that means I ate pizza, played games in the dark and tried to prevent any of the teenagers from sustaining any serious or permanent injuries. As it turns out, capture the flag isn't one of my strong suits. I spent the majority of my time in jail. Little girls kept having to rescue me from my imprisonment. I do realize that the implication here is that I play capture the flag worse then a little girl. I was slightly better at sardines but I'm certainly no sardines Olympian. Truth be known, I never found the hiders during the second game.

Saturday, and twice on Sunday, I taught kids church. Pastor Jim was suffering from a bad case of the flue so I filled in for him. What can I say, I love teaching kids church. I however, do not love watching the same Veggie Tales video 3 times in a row. By the last service I'm pretty sure that I had the majority of the lines memorized. "Some matches are made in heaven and some are made in a phosphorus factory but they all require a little bit of chemistry." I was the only person who laughed at that line. Apparently chemistry jokes aren't all that funny to little kids.

Before the second service, after hearing that Jim would not be there, one of the mothers looked at me and quipped, "Are you as good as Jim?"

"I, um, am similar to Jim. I'm high energy," I stuttered. I was not expecting to be asked that question.

"I was just wondering," she quickly replied, "I've never seen you before."

I must admit, that took me a bit off guard. When the service was over though, her kids were smiling and so was she. All is well that ends well.