Vacation Bible School? I think NOT.
Emma’s last day of preschool for the year was just over a week ago. She doesn’t seem to understand the concept of summer break yet. She keeps asking, “tomorrow will I get to go to school, Daddy?”
So, Ashley has been researching the different Vacation Bible School programs at various churches in our city. It sounded like a great idea. Emma gets to spend some time with some kids her age who live in her town, not to mention the whole God thing, right?
Last night was the first night of VBS at the local Baptist Church, which happens to be where Emma attends preschool. Some of her school friends are attending, so Ash and I thought it would be a good program to try first, to get her excited about the idea. It started at 6:00, so Emma had an early dinner, and she and Ash left around 5:30.
At 6:30, I heard the garage door and expected Ash to walk in ready to hang out with Ethan and I for a while before heading back into town to pick Emma up at 8:00. Instead, Emma walks in with Ash lagging behind.
“Hey,” I said. “Whatcha doin’?”
“We had to come home,” Emma said, very matter-of-fact. And then she turned to Ash. “Talk to Daddy about it, Mommy.”
Ash, who had decided to talk to me about it in private so that we wouldn’t embarrass her, was surprised that Emma wanted it discussed. Evidently, she wasn’t willing to stay. Her eyes welled up with tears, and she hung on her mommy’s leg. One of her little friends from preschool was there, but that wasn’t enough to make her comfortable. Her regular teachers weren’t teaching, and it just wasn’t the same. Ash decided that the nice folks running the VBS class didn’t deserve to have a high maintenance child taking all of their attention. They invited her to try again tonight, but I think Emma has made up her mind.