Being a Kid Again

I completely missed last weeks post (did anyone miss me?).  I had a very busy week, and it completely slipped my mind...

Not much to report this week.  I can't think of anything too earth shattering, but I do want to share about an experience I had yesterday.

At my church, I teach in the Sunday school for the eight year olds.  Since this is a relatively new class and age group for me, I was suggested to have them over to my house so as to bond with them outside of church.  I had a lot of fun preparing, but I also did a lot of the preparations last minute (why do I do that?).  By the time they showed up, there were snacks on the table, balloons on the walls and on our door, fun paper plates, cups and napkins, and a festive red table cloth (made of plastic).  They came and we did an activity with construction paper, then when they all showed up, we played six games.  At the end of each game, they got to read a clue, and the clue led them to a piece of paper.  This piece of paper was a part of a puzzle I made which had a message.  I think they really loved that.  The message said that we were going to take a trip to a yogurt shop, which is a couple blocks from my doorstep.  I wanted them to play all the games I remember playing when I was a kid.  Some of the games we played were: pin the tail on the donkey, musical chairs, duck-duck-goose, and I had them race with lemons on a big spoon (and they could only keep running if the lemon was on the spoon.  This is a lot harder than it looks!).

They were only here for about two hours.  It was a lot of fun.  They're all good kids.  Watching them have fun reminded me of how much fun I had when I was little playing these types of games.  They all laughed a lot.  There is one girl who is very sweet, and she is just a little shy.  I cannot tell you how excited I was when I heard them all laughing, and there were a couple times when I could hear her laughter above everyone else.  

I remember being little, and seeing my mom watching me play something or opening presents on Christmas, and thinking, "She must be so bored!"  I remember her commenting how much she likes to watch us enjoy ourselves.  To be honest, I just couldn't believe it.  Now that I'm older, I know exactly what she's talking about.  There is something very special about doing fun things for children you love (even if they aren't your own), and watching them enjoy it.  

Happy Tuesday to you and yours...