Monday, December 15, 2014
Sunday morning was the Christmas program. We did not participate at our old church in the city. We attended at this one much closer to home. Tim's the tallest kid in sixth grade, last year of Sunday School.
Julia was shaking. A guy rushed forward too, a medic in the army, I guess.
Nah, he just fainted. He was pale but obviously not a code. I shook his shoulder and talked to him for a minute and then he opened his eyes and looked so disoriented.
Church was silent for several loooong minutes. Then he was able to get up and we fled to the communion room off the altar.
Lord have mercy.
Some Scooby Doo Zombie movie played in the background.
He actually talked to me.
I loved it.
That's b.g. hanging on the railing, trying to talk his cousin and brother into something different than what's happening.
He's fairly hilarious.
love, Grandma, aka Val