Acolytes

Grace and Lauren wanted to sign up to be acolytes at our church during the traditional service at 11:00am. A very sweet friend of ours coordinates the acolytes and conducted a training day back in September with children in the church interested in serving.

Sunday was the girls' first day to serve, and they were very excited. They were also a little nervous, too, but our friend's son, Preston, served along with them, helping to put them at ease. Skip had a cold all weekend so he stayed home with William George, while the girls went to church.

I hadn't plan to film, but couldn't resist capturing a little footage for Skip, who has to miss it:



Acolyte Service 2015 from Cathi Lindsey on Vimeo.

They really enjoyed participating, and I was glad to be in the traditional service again. We used to attend that service and even had the girls dedicated during that service (nine years ago), but since most of our children's programs are scheduled during the earlier hours we have been attending the 9:45 for years.

After church, we celebrated by going to Target to pick up new pajamas for their AR party at school today. (Completely off topic, I have done a very poor job of documenting special school days this year. There are no pics of red ribbon week and nothing from 4K either. I'm going to have to give myself a "straight face" on that one.) We agreed to let them pick out their own pajamas for the party (instead of just wearing their new Christmas pj's) if they met the mid-year goal required to attend the party. Instead, they met the year-end goal to attend both the December and May parties. They made their choice and insisted on picking up a new pair for George as well.

William George has insisted on wearing his pair basically non-stop and is feeling very festive.

His school party is Thursday, and the class may dress up as their favorite Christmas character. Personally, I think he would be perfect going as "Elf," but George's last experience with pajama day was less than optimal. After so many days of getting on the highest color, students earn a ticket for a pajama day. Since this is awarded on a student-by-student basis (versus class-wide), he went to school in pajamas, while everyone else was wearing clothes. During carpool line, they told me he had not "looked happy" today and that when he went to chapel that morning he looked particularly miffed. Needless to say he came to the car wearing his extra set of clothes, having ditched the PJ's after chapel.  His friends have loved wearing their pajamas to school, but not George.

But maybe... just maybe... I can talk him into the elf pajamas.