I confess…that I feel like I have neglected EVERYTHING this week.
I confess…that I haven’t had much time to blog or to read yours. I miss you guys!
I confess…that I haven’t cooked a single meal and I’m sick of eating out.
I confess…that I have barely straightened up the house any day this week. I am quite certain that my Swiffer duster and the cordless sweeper think that I have abandoned them.
I confess…that even though he says making the bed is unnecessary, by Thursday, even the Rev, was craving some order.
I confess…that I traded all of that stuff for VBS and a group of rowdy Kindergarten and 1st grade boys and 1 sweet little girl this week.
I confess…that we’ve covered tons of Bible stories, verses, discussed how Jesus rode on a donkey (no, it did not talk like the one in Shrek), covered what animals you can and cannot shoot with a gun (remember, I said they were rowdy boys), danced and sang, ate way too many snacks, and made “craps” (read crafts). I’m pooped, but it was a lot of fun.
I confess…that next week, I’ll be back to normal.
I confess…that I have to go try to figure out how to get orange punch out of my khaki pants and try to scrub the rest of the Kool-Aid playdough that we made out from under my fingernails.