Yesterday’s Family Meeting was the best and the worst all at the same time. I was really excited for it! We had actually put a time on the calendar, I had a new idea I wanted to try out, and the kids seemed to be paying close attention during the sermon. We were going to nail our Family Meeting.
Until we didn’t.
So, I just lost an hour of my life. Plus, my hands smell like vinegar. I’m not really in my happy place right now…
As it turns out, slime and carpets – don’t mix. Actually, they do – very well. In fact, they mix so well that when the slime dries, it pretty much becomes one with the carpet. In order to separate the two, you need an hour of your time, (at least), a whole lot of vinegar, and a nonstop prayer listing all the reasons you find joy in your daughter… (I think I need to re-read my post on finding joy…)
Of course, the slime didn’t “come right up!” as the happy faces on YouTube told me it would. But, with some elbow grease and the right supplies, I think the carpet will at least be passable.
Some of you have probably been wondering about the weekly updates (or lack thereof) for our Family Meetings. Well, I am going to ask you to refer to the tagline of this site, Our family’s journey to find faith and joy. (Emphasis on the word, journey.)
Like everyone else, we were busier and had more abbreviated Family Meetings lately. Some were held in the car; others, over dinner. Did we talk as a family? Absolutely. Were they effective? Not so much…
I took my children and two of their friends roller skating the other day. I wasn’t feeling like showing off my mad skills, (and totally embarrassing my children), so I just sat and watched.
There was no school that day, so there were quite a few families at the rink. As I sat, surrounded by skaters of all ages, I was completely mesmerized for a bit. They just kept going around and around… And then, I started really looking at the skaters.
I remember when I was teaching in Minnesota, I had an 8th grader named, Ashley. She was a girl who would dress all in black – down to her eyeliner and nail polish. If I would have met her when I was in middle school, I would have been completely intimidated by her. Ashley came off as one of the most confident and self-assured girls in all of eighth grade.
