Sunday, June 17, 2007

little kids say and do the darndest things

I work in the church nursery, so I get to play with little kids every Sunday for two hours. I don't have to change smelly diapers, so that's a plus. We play with puzzles, Play Doh, cars, pretend food (there are a gazllion germs on every piece of play food in the nursery, but we nursery leaders figure those germs are so busy battling each other that they don't go after the kids who lick and chew on them--either that or the saliva drowns the little buggers [the germs, not the kids]), musical instruments, Legos, trucks, a doll house, a big playhouse, balls, lots of pretend animals, and we have very short lessons for very short attention spans (the teacher's, again, not the kids). We do fun craft items that deal mostly with glue. Little kids love glue! They love sticking things on paper, in their hair, in someone else's hair, onto teacher's dress, on the table. I have a deep appreication for the glue-meisters in the toddler world. My youngest son was the best user of glue ever. He could use an entire bottle of Elmer's on one small piece of paper. The back seat of my van was a testament to the amount of glue he was able to squeeze out onto the paper. I never worried about cleaning up the back seat--it had a covering of glue and it cleaned up as slick as a whistle. It was a little crackly and hard to sit on, but it did keep the staining of the upholstery to a minimum. Some people's cars had leather, others had Naugahyde, and most had that velvety cloth, but I had Elmer's! Back to the nursery--today we went outside to listen to all the wonderful noises in nature. We heard cars backfiring, motorcycles with missing mufflers, horns honking and sirens blasting. Yep, we learned that we should be thankful for our ears. We also learned to be thankful for our fingers because we can put them in our ears to stop the noises that Mother Nature didn't intend. All in all, the kids were happy to run back into the building, into the air-conditioning and back to their toys. Sometimes we are grateful for modern inventions and the laughter of children playing.

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