It’s been an exciting week at our house. Mikayla and Hope went to Bible School. I cried when the music started on opening night. I felt a little silly. Was there any other mom in the room who was crying tears of joy because her kids were at Bible school? Or was it just me?
Our girls are 10 years old and they’d never been to Bible school. There’ve been many reasons why the road to Bible school has been long for them. But the journey to Bible school finally ended at Nazareth.
The girls were placed in two different groups. Mikayla got to travel through Nazareth without Hope tagging along with her. And Hope got to travel through Nazareth without Mikayla tagging along with her. It was so good for them. As we drove home on the first night Hope kept saying “I was good.” over and over again. She was so proud of herself. I think she was amazed at how good she could be when Mikayla wasn’t with her.
It was certainly an exciting week for them. If you didn’t get to go to Nazareth this week here’s a recap through the eyes of our girls.
I spit out my cheese.
I spilled my lemonade.
I made a sheep.
Someone fell off the roof.
The puppets talk. They’re not real.
I tripped too.
I made a fish.
Someone fell out the window.
I ate gummies.
She not supposed to eat gummies. It sticks to her braces.
I made a bag. I need money.
I play games. I eat snacks.
And that’s all that I heard about Bible School. And it makes me smile.