So This is what 30 feels like….
Ever done something that when you awoke the next day it made muscles hurt that you didn’t even know you had? We attended a very fun birthday party over the weekend. Much to Colby’s excitement there was a water slide …..
Looks fun right
The 3 Amigos
With the resilience of a 5 year old, he began to climb the slide over, and over and over again to slide down. I watched him having so much fun and thought to myself “man I sure wish I could do that!”
Brantlee very proud of herself for sliding down!
Here are the kids going at it for all the candy from the pinata
After some of the party started to die down and there were fewer kids on the slide, a few of the adults, including my husband decided to get on and “show out.” I was convinced that one of us was about to be calling 911.
If you can zoom in on her face it is priceless
Jason
Then the peer pressure started….. I was relentlessly pleaded with to come slide; Mind you I did not have a change of clothes or a bathing suit. If I had to be honest, 75% of me was DYING to get on the slide. The other 25% was hesitant because I had just witnessed a lady climb up the stairs only to slip and wipe three kids out with her. I just KNEW that would happen to me. After much persuasion and a donated t shirt, I bit the bullet and got on the slide. Upon first glance, the stairs didn’t look so hard. I had people chanting me on so the pressure was on. I took the first step….hey this isn’t so bad. Then the next one, the next one… by about the fourth step I realized I have zero upper body strength. The stairs were about an inch thick…..I was literally hanging on by my big toe. I was almost to the top, when I realized the support rope on the side ended before the last step and I would have to make it on my own. Right as I went to make the very last step, my big toe lost its fight with gravity and all the way down I went…..taking a couple of kids including my own with me. My child was so worried about me and was furious for the rupture of laughter that took place at my expense. Once I gained my composure from laughing myself and consoled him that I was ok, I knew I had to try again. All the kids were instructed to “stay out of the way” till I made it to the top. This time I was determined. I finally made it to the top! There is rumor that there is a video of this. If it ever surfaces I think I may die. The slide down was a breeze except for the massive amount of water you take up your nose and the uncontrollable back flip you take at the bottom. After I got the first one under my belt it became easier and easier. I didn’t fell any pain while climbing or sliding. Two other people ended up falling down the stairs and knocking some folks out with them so my pride was building back up, even though every time I climbed the stairs I would hear someone direct the children to “be careful.” We played for hours. That night we went out with some friends to eat, check out the new go cart track and play laser tag.
He was completely skeptical that I knew what I was doing. He kept telling me to watch where I was going....
I think he had a lot more fun riding with his daddy
The next morning I woke up feeling pretty stiff. It wasn’t unmanageable but a little sore. After church, Melanie called to say they got to keep the slide an extra day and for us to come back and play again. Did I dare do this to myself again? How could I say no to Colby right? So off we went. We slid backwards, frontward, people (not I) were doing front and back flips. Every time someone would do something daring Colby would come begging me not to try it. I think my little fall down the stairs the day before made him think I was a complete moron and should not be trusted with any risk taking. He was probably correct so I pretty much stuck to the basics. We spent a few more hours playing on Sunday.
Almost immediately that evening I began to ache. By bedtime it hurt to move. This morning when I woke up I felt as though I had been run over by a Mack truck. I cautiously rolled to get out of bed….. It hurt to even move. Brushing my teeth, brushing my hair, putting on my shirt over my head….everything hurt. It suddenly hit me….it’s because I am 30 (by no means is it that I am overweight and out of shape)! This must be what fun feels like at 30. I have rubber burns and bruises on my knees, my shoulder blades ache in places I never knew existed, and I moan at the slightest movement. Although I am paying the price today, I had so much fun I would do it again.
This past week was also VBS. This year I taught a rowdy group of 1st graders. Although I had to remind myself that children are a blessing from God several times a day, I really enjoyed my class. They were silly, hyper, loud, and full of energy but they were also some of the sweetest kids I have had the pleasure of teaching. Colby had a great time too. He was a certified PROFESSIONAL at music. He was pretty proud of his “smooth moves!”
Learning how God is in control of everything
Practice the last day of VBS
Our purple for a purpose! My heart hurts for Tasha and her family as well as Annalyn and hers. My prayers have been with you everyday. It is such a peaceful reminder that we serve the GREAT PHYSICIAN and only He has the power to heal her body. I am thankful for their faith and for the example they are setting by relying on God to help them through this. It has been such a witness to many and an inspiration to me.
