Our First Attempt at Childcare

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Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Someone (outside of our family) trusted me and Chad with their child. And that day was Sunday.

Chad and I were asked to substitute for our good friends Danny and Laura, as this fantastic couple had to make an unplanned trip back to Houston to visit Danny’s grandpa. (PS – If you could please pray for Danny’s grandpa, that would be awesome. It’s not my story to tell, so I won’t divulge details – but God knows what’s going on!) Even though we were (I was) terrified and had virtually no experience with children, our friends and our church needed us, so we stepped up.

We arrived at 8:30 a.m. with tons of questions. Our preschool ministry director was so sweet to answer them all (and calm our fears), and within 20 minutes we’d gotten the lesson plan, copied our craft pages and cut out 12 baby Moses-es (Mosi? LOL) – even the rookies knew you shouldn’t give a classroom full of 3-year-olds scissors. Score one for us!

Our first service of the day starts at 9 a.m. At 9 a.m., we had no children in our classroom. We thought “Perhaps God is telling us we aren’t ready?” or “Dude, God totally loves us so much that he’s letting us off the hook here!” But by 9:05, there was a line outside our classroom :)

We had 5 boys and 1 girl – and they were all adorable. It was very interesting to see their little personalities – each were unique, some were similar, some were shy and others were as sweet as pie. We played puzzles and trucks, colored, and then made our way to the carpet for Bible time. If you haven’t guessed by now, the lesson was on Baby Moses. Then, it was craft time. Check out our masterpieces, which are currently displayed proudly on our refrigerator:

After crafts, we went to the playroom and then came back for more classroom fun and snack time. DONUTS! This is the part of childcare I was familiar with – sugaring them up and then giving them back to their parents.

All in all, it was a very successful morning in Children’s Church. There were minimal tears, no blood and no one was scarred for life – not even me and Chad :)

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