Peer pressure post

I know I've neglected the blog this week, and my co-worker Michele just pointed out that it's been a week without a post. Apparently she's as bored at work today as I am.

The reason for the lack of posts is that I have been volunteering this week to teach vacation bible school at my church. Every night from 6-9 this week, I have been doing a little lesson on God for 4-10 yr olds. Our lesson plans are built around this chipmunk, Chadder. He is at the Avalanche Ranch and he's trying to learn to be a cowboy, and teaching others about God along the way. The lessons are good, if not a little over the top with the preparation you have to do some nights. Luckily, I am doing the DVD portion, so each night we watch a little and talk about it. I've also had "experiments" to show the kids (balancing a ping pong ball on a hair dryer to show that when we're 'connected' to God - plugged in - we can do amazing things). The lessons are adapted toward the Catholic faith in small ways, but it's clear that the original designers are adding that in as an afterthought to market more materials.

So, kids say the darndest things. When I asked them to tell me something God created, my littlest student told me, "taxes." When I asked them to tell me about a time they were afraid but they knew God was with them, one girl started with, "Well, once when my mommy and daddy were trying to make a little brother or sister for me to play with, the lights were out..." I stopped her right there. She also informed me one night, apropos of nothing, that "Jesus just didn't get on that cross by himself, you know." It's amazing how kids with older siblings have such large vocabularies, but such little mouths. Their speech patterns aren't fully developed, but they're trying out these big words. It makes for a long evening, but it has been fun.

In other news, I'd rededicated myself to Weight Watchers this week, switching my plan over to Core. I know you're all too nice to tell me, but since getting married I've let myself just get fatter and fatter. It's time to slim down, for various reasons, not the least of which is I'm tired of buying new fat clothes when I have a closet full of perfectly good skinny ones. Wish me luck!