Prayer Requests

Today was Terrible Tuesday...the longest work-day of the week for me. While it is easy on days like today to feel overwhelmed and fried, I am often reminded that kids can brighten the most frightful of days. I was taking prayer requests in my last Kindergym class of the day, and here's how it went:

I said, "Alright kiddos...before we get started, do any of you have something you want to pray for?"
Hands waved frantically all around our little semi-circle. Still, most spoke overzealously out of turn.
"I want to pray for houses," boasted Matt.
"I want to pray for bugger and eyeballs," Catie chimed in.
Still more wanted to pray for dead pets and so forth.
Finally, I got around to calling on Ella.
"Yes, Ella?" I inquired.
Ella said, "I want to pray for my grandma because she's sick. Her name is grandma."
"Okay Ella," I said, "we'll pray for your grandma named grandma."
We bowed our heads and I began praying for all of the things the kids had requested and ended with a resounding "Amen!"
"I peeked a little," admitted Matt, while Sarah bragged, "Oh yeah, well I had my eyes open the whole time."

My oh my, how prayer can be an adventure :)

Here Goes Nothin'

My friend the "wordy woman" has recently inspired me to try out this whole blogging thing. Truthfully, I wanted to post a comment on her blog and it wouldn't let me do that without creating a blog account of my own. So hey, what the heck (I thought), let's not let this account go to waste like that myspace account I signed up for months ago and haven't touched. After all, maybe this will serve as a creative outlet for my professional endeavors: The Adventures of Coach Rockstar.

The kids I work with do crazy things everyday and most of the time I forget about them because I never write them down. Like today, for instance...one of my girls (we like to call her Fizz) who has a uniquely keen sense of smell was doing her leg lifts and hopped down in the middle.
"Fizz, are you finished?" I asked.
"No, I have 6 more," Fizz replied in her little country accent.
"Why did you hop down before you were finished?" I asked, exasperation building.
"Cuz it stinks over there!" Fizz informed me.
"What does it smell like?" I inquired.
Fizz just looked at me with that mischievous little grin her face knows so well and said, "I TOOTED!!"

Ah, children. You just never quite know what is going to come out of their mouths...or their...yeah, anyways.

So that's my first little tale from The Adventures of Coach Rockstar. Stay tuned...there will be more where that came from.