My Pint-Sized Protector

by Nadine on November 25, 2012

Today, Matt and I taught 6-10 year olds at church.

Last month, one of the 8-year-olds — let’s call him Bud — insisted that he didn’t remember me. (I taught him when he was 5.) This morning, however, he changed his tune.

BUD: I remember you now.
ME: Yeah? I guess I’m pretty old now. I’m even married. To Matt, that guy over there.
BUD: You married HIM?! And you didn’t even invite me to the wedding.

Later:

BUD (to Matt): You’re married?
MATT: Yep.
BUD: Where’s your ring? (Grabbing his right hand.)
MATT: Right here. On my left hand.
BUD: I got my eye on you. You better treat her right.

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Beth November 26, 2012 at 9:33 am

this is hilarious. kids. love ‘em.

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Son December 1, 2012 at 9:33 am

Jodi Hendrickson – Christmas is my most favorite time of year and every Christmas alwyas has something memorable but ..There is one that I will never forget and it still brings tears to my eyes whenever I think about it. After my sister and I were in our teens we would still pretend that Santa was real by doing different things to our parents. We would set *santa traps*, we would leave our letters to santa asking for what we wanted, cutting out footprints like santa had come in the door (with snow of course!) . whatever we could think of that year.On Christmas eve my sister and I were making another of our *Santa Traps* by stringing soda cans with fishing line so that we would hear him (or mom or dad) and we were being so quiet trying to stifle giggles.It was a perfect night. We lived in the country, and it was snowing pretty steady that night. All of a sudden my sister and I both heard the sound. It started so low ching, ching, ching . and it sounded like sleigh bells! We both stopped dead and stared at each other i still remember my sister’s face so vividly! We were both thinking it’s Santa! for just a second! .but it turned out to be just a snow truck with chains on it’s wheels .Even so I will alwyas remember that feeling of believing just for a second and being able to share it with my sister

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