This past Sunday was Easter Sunday, and I got recruited to play a part in a short skit that Priscilla and Sabrina planned for the little ones about the Resurrection. The boys are nothing if not naughty, but it’s still refreshing to see their childlike reaction to Jesus being raised from the dead and appearing to Jesus’ followers and disciples. And, of course, we had a blast dressing up, sheets, pipe cleaners and all.
Afterwards, I got hit with sticky hands (the kind that stretch), went on an egg hunt, played with baby chicks, handed out pizza and juice, read four books (with various voices), had one read to me, and got put in jail (supposedly for littering). Little kids are exhausting.