Saturday, April 17, 2010
The Lock In
Last night was one of the "fun" projects ( fun if you were a 1st-6th grade girl, not if you were a 40-yr-old chaperone). We locked in with a sister church, Union Grove. So, last night Ms. Sherry (the other GA leader) and I (the Union Springs GA leader) combined resources and gathered our precious angels together in one place. They hosted this time (it'll be our turn in the fall if I actually live that long).
Basically, a lock in is where you cram 35 girls and three chaperones (because that's the maxium number of adults you can trick into this deal) into a church facility all night and see what happens. It's like Thunderdome out of Mad Maxx. Who is the sick person who first said, "I have an idea--let's feed 35 elementary school aged girls pizza, cokes, chips, cookies, cupcakes, candy, chocolate, (and did I mention coke), and let them run crazy through the gym for 7 hours. Then we'll try to make them settle down on the FLOOR and go to sleep at 2:00 a.m. It'll be fun."
Why I Shouldn't Participate in Lock Ins:
3) It never gets quiet enough at a lock in to actually sleep. Someone is snoring, pooting, giggling, whispering. Give it up. It's like some sort of sick survivor sleep deprivation endurance test.
4) If I have to watch Aquamarine or Disney animation or Emma Roberts or or Life Size any kind of remake of Cinderella ever again it will be one day too soon.
6) The Husband was a youth pastor for several years. How much purgatory is one person required to suffer?
7) I fed everyone popsicles for breakfast and was totally good with that.