Kristin did in fact go back to the school as the music teacher this morning, so I took Kenna to Mother's Day Out. I was asked if I was going to be taking Kristin's place- which I actually might, just to help out. Don't get me wrong, I think kids are cool, but the younger the kid, the more difficult for me to relate. Kristin taught younger twos. That means I will be as awkward and uncomfortable as the stereotypical chess club president playing stereotypical varsity quarterback. But I can take one for the team.
This afforded me something I've needed for awhile: Uninterrupted writing time. After making a "Nonfiction Writing" playlist on I-tunes, I was set. For those curious, this playlist includes lots of David Crowder Band, Shane and Shane, U2, a little Boston, quite a bit of Mumford and Sons, and "Carry On Wayward Son" by Kansas. (To be fair, that last one is pretty much on any playlist I make- Rock, Workout, Driving, Sleep...)
I am learning that some things write easier than others. Chapters on why you believe what you believe and the necessity of knowing the theology of the church in a bar you attend are not of that variety. Chapters that discuss community by opening with a discussion of the TV show Cheers are much easier. It just flows better.
After lunch I ran some errands, one more step toward subbing and dropping off a resume for possible guest speaking opportunities among them. Then I picked up the kids from MDO and school respectively. At MDO, Kenna's teacher informed that Kenna had told her she didn't think I would sub because I said I was "afraid of kids." Now, what I actually said was that I was not comfortable around little kids. That's a significant difference, I believe.
Kristin returned home in a MUCH better mood. It seems applying a bit of order works wonders. Her hope is more evident now, so I think this will be a good experience.
After meeting someone for discipleship (we call it Immersion at our church), we took the girls to Leslie's school for Super Techno Science Night. There were groups demonstrated engineering and biology and science experiments all over, and a Physics presentation that had kids fighting over toilet paper like candy at a parade.
I also learned this scientific fact: The human taste buds mature in such a way that nacho cheese I loved as a kid now tastes like a metal can.
I think you can post your playlist to iTunes PING thing. I think. You know, if you wanted.
ReplyDeleteI might try that, but technology scares me.
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