Karn Was Released!

There's nothing traumatic about that; what happened at church Sunday was that Karn who'd served as the superintendent for Sunday school there was released from her letter of call. A letter of call is essentially a church's way of saying "you're hired" and she came on as superintendent in January 1975 (I think), and a decade before that she taught Sunday school there ... at this year's Spring Fling in addition to the caramel rolls and flowers and perfect attendance commemorations in addition to the last day of Sunday school until fall, we also had people bring photos of Karn through the fifty years and another member put them together in a YouTube video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uF-A-PYxObY

As I write this after today school will be out in six days for Sarah and Jeffrey, and I want to get them started with things this summer that are more than watching video after video, playing game after game, and picking on each other hour after hour. Ok, they're not THAT much of brats, but it is hard for me to see them as grateful sometimes; I keep in mind that they're ten and eight years old and don't have quite the perspective Mom and Dad do or think we do at our ages. It gets too easy to believe in the vision -- at least, the vision the media filters to us of ungrateful people and things -- and not believe in them.


Sounds familiar, and for more reason than because our family watched the movie The Smurfs this past Saturday. Saturday we also got started with family time earlier than usual because Martha had a headache that morning, threw up lunch, and then came home as the kids were folding laundry they had unloaded from the dryer onto the bed while I was washing dishes. We lined out chores to do after the last Breakfast with the Boys -- again, at church until fall -- and a side trip to Main Street Books where I employed them as bloodhounds. For this summer of construction, a golden shovel is being passed among various businesses and whoever finds them can get 25% off any off one item there.


At Main Street Books, that is, which originated the program. It didn't take the kids long to find it. Today I know the shovel is as Lulu Lane (Jeffrey bought an Angry Birds joke book with the discount, while at Lulu Lane Sarah bought a tiny charm -- a cup of hot chocolate with a smiling marshmallow on the side -- for herself and for her cousin Josceline) where whoever finds it get a discount on one item there AND a 25% on any one item at Main Street Books ... it ought to be fun. Oh, and Martha got over that bug she had Saturday, I am glad of that. I just have to remember which kid wants me to play with them and which wants to mope and when. (It was an issue this weekend.)




David