On Sunday, we sat at the very back of the congregation during church. We sat on the folding chairs in the gym, rows added in the back of the regular chapel because the entire membership overflows the pews. Sitting in the gym inspired Camille to run back and forth on the wooden floor. I finally stood at the back of the gym to contain her. While I did this, I noticed Elodie creeping around the rows of chairs periodically. She would sneak up a few rows and then return to her chair a few seconds later.
I discovered what Elodie was up to when Camille and I finally returned to our seats. Elodie slowly stole all of the hymn books from the people in front of us. She had about twelve books by the time Camille and I sat down. Reverent? No. Funny? Very.
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Driving home yesterday, we discussed Elodie’s teacher who got remarried over the summer. Elodie said, “I’m going to buy a husband.”
“Really,” I said. “Where do you buy a husband?”
“At the store,” she replied.
“What store?” I asked.
“Target,” she replied.
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I love Elodie's adventures. By the way, did any students or a teacher ever show up at her school?
I love Elodie. She is so cute and funny.
Oh, Elodie -- if only it were so easy. Target!? Never thought to look there ....
I just wish I'd realized years ago all I need to do is go to Target.
Maybe Elodie should start her own line of husbands. I bet there would be a big market if only you could specify exactly what you wanted--and return if faulty.
And yes, Elodie does have classmates and a teacher. I only know this because the teacher read "The Gingerbread Man" one day. This inspired Elodie to run away from us yelling, "You can't catch me! I'm the Gingerbread Man!"
I hate sitting in the back on the wood floor - somehow it always inspires kids to lose all semblance of reverence!
I guess the secret is that we actually need to get to church early.
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