A wild week

The shirts were too big, the days were too long, and, for Caleb at least, the music proved to be a little too much. But the four of us had a blast at our first week of Vacation Bible School, and survived mostly unscathed.

(I say mostly, because on day four Jacob brought home a fever and runny nose that he insisted on sharing with the rest of us, and Abby threw up all over her bed, which forced us all to stay home on day five.)

But the time we did have at VBS was well spent, and enjoyed by all. I worked the craft room for the younger elementary schoolers, because I love crafts, and I love kids, so it was an obvious fit. I spent my days trying to talk over the chatter of a room full of pumped up 4-8 year olds in bright orange tee shirts, and earned a new level of respect for my teacher friends.

Jacob slept whenever and wherever he could and tested the endurance of all the volunteers that attempted to feed him his bottle.

Caleb, not wanting to leave his sister's side, started out in the preschool class with the three and four year olds. But when they corralled the kids and brought them to the gym for a time of singing and jumping aptly named "The Rowdy Round-Up" he was in over his head. By day two, he was hanging out in the two year old class where he belonged, and seemed much happier when his surroundings were much calmer.

Abby was totally in her element. The singing, the hand motions, the crafts, the storytelling and the excitement of it all were a perfect fit for my exuberant three year old. She made a friend, and even remembered her name, which is a big deal for her. She loves her Bible Buddies, the little plastic VBS characters on a key chain that remind her of the verses they learned during the week, and insists on sleeping with them.

The kids came away from the week exhausted, but with a firm grip on the idea that God is wild about them. Special thanks to the volunteers and teachers that made it all happen. I see many years of VBS in our future!