Grandmama put in a request way back in the spring for me to be her co-pilot at Vacation Bible School this year. How could I refuse the opportunity to serve & work with such an awesome theme & partner? We were second grade pilots and flew the passengers from station to station. Our hangar door was a fun project to tackle together. We even planned out the additional touches to our Amelia Earhart aviation costumes. Sometimes, you have to dress in character to engage the kiddos more fully. Miller begged to come see our classroom each morning and witness our students arriving. Hugging dear grandmama was a request he put in on our morning drive each day. He's so proud of me in the teaching element & loved spotting me around the building.
All the decorations in the hallways were vintage and true to theme. It was a busy & meaningful week! My favorite memory of the week is of my mom purchasing a children's bible for a girl in our group that didn't own one at home. Such a meaningful morning to watch my mom complete the inside cover of the Bible and present it to the little girl as a gift.
Both Miller and Eliza Kate got to attend the preschool version of "flying camp" as Miller named it. He was wow'ed by the events of the week and came home with the cutest little airplane keepsakes & travel crafts. They even dressed the preschoolers up as pilots with a fancy airplane prop to capture the memory. The moms took home an adorable keepsake frame from their week at VBS. In true Miller fashion, he met two new friends in his class that he talked non-stop about at home. I love his gregarious nature. Most of all, I love how he listened during chapel time and retold the bible stories at night to us. His teacher's engaged him and taught rich spiritual truths.
On family night, we met up at the fields of Johnsons Ferry for an old fashioned picnic. 1940's music was playing & Poppy was in his element. The kids enjoyed games on the lawn like hoola hooping, water melon seed spittin' {that's how we say it in the south}, and wheel barrow racing. It was hot...Miller couldn't resist stirring up dust clouds on the baseball field with friends. His navy crocs were a pale shade of brown. He was caked with a thin layer of brown dirt. See the dust cloud following him in the above picture? boys!
The potato sack racing really made you feel like you were taking a time travel trip back to the deep south in the 40's & 50's. Even the picnic had a vintage feel to it. Sometimes I wish that we could all live in those simpler times where kids played games until dark and neighbors socialized on front porches sipping lemonade:) Churches had picnics on the grounds every Sunday with banana puddin' {another southernism)...
I love sharing in all of the simple times of togetherness with our family.
We love being together.
Eliza Kate lounged in her pink lawn chair like a little lady of leisure. Two spoons were used to enjoy her ice cream sundae.
We socialized all evening, people watched at sunset & watched the kids run in circles on the fields {creating dust clouds} of course.
Poppy helped Miller scoop even bigger bites from his rock frozen ice cream. Shoveling with plastic spoons proved challenging.
They turned it into a game as these two usually do.
Miller proudly showing off his dirty, stinky feet while downing a Sprite. This is a beverage he has requested at special events like these, recently. I'm hoping we don't get asked regularly for sodas.
This was a much needed night together as we sent Grandmama on her mission trip Friday morning. She's taking this VBS flight on the road across the world. We're praying for you on the next big adventure next week!
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