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Showing posts with label bible school. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bible school. Show all posts

Friday, November 5, 2010

The first Day of Snow/School

Tromping to school, fluffy flakes poured down. "It looks like dust, Mom!" [which, of course, is worrisome and slightly horrifying because he knows what dust is from the hordes of it lining our shelves.]

"Stick out your tongue, Mom, " he excitedly demanded. "Stick it out and catch the snowflakes!"

And so I did. So we did. Marching along, tongues stuck way up and giving our hyoid bone a workout (check that out for terminology inserted into regular speak!), we made our way to school. Who can't be fascinated and grateful and overwhelmingly excited when huge nickel-sized flakes are tango-ing on to your cheeks, into your lashes, on to the bits of neck exposed despite scarf tie?

We were excited for another reason too. Other than Halloween festivities and spring water day, this was my first day of volunteering in the kindergarten class. Feeling almost nervous as I readied in the morning I wondered what it would be like, being back in my previous work-type environment? Had I crazily committed to help out weekly? Would I fall right back in love with a career I had been so passionate about? What would it be like???

Monday, August 23, 2010

"Should Have" Mathematics

Vacation Bible School + 2 kids old enough to attend = a vacuum. Not vacuum as in the apparatus that suctions up bits about the floor but rather a vacuum of time crying out to be filled...

I know what I should have done with this vast and open number of minutes (and hours, even! 9 until noon - wow!). I should have been working; making phone calls and business contacts and all the administrational "stuff" I just should have been completing.

[A side note, since detours off focus and topics seem to be allowed by me to guide my existence: "Should be"s and "should have"s must be one of the ruling forces in a mother's life. Scratch that: "Should be"s and "should have"s must be one of the ruling forces in a person in our must-be-busy-all-the-time society's life.]

Instead, after my chiropractor appointment, I felt nudged to visit a woman from church - a pillar of calm strength and someone I hope I can refer to as a friend. And now, as minutes dwindle away, I think of readying myself to leave for child pick-up. Another day filled with blessings.