Today’s the Day I Yank My Kid Out of Bible Camp. And It Was His First Day.

I found this little gem via Passive Aggressive Notes and it was just as I was setting down my tea after having dropped my youngest off at Bible Camp. I nearly spit tea all over my keyboard. Then I got in my car and raced to the church to pick my baby up!

(not really – my freedom definitely trumped his possible need for therapy later.)

Larissa in Tacoma, Washington recently sent her 7-year-old son, Silas, to a week of Bible camp. When he came home, Larissa says, she wondered if the experience hadn’t left him a bit…conflicted…especially after seeing the pillow he made during craft time.

(“Rouls,” by the way, is not Silas’s last name. That’s the 7-year-old spelling of “RULES.”)

I’m still debating whether to send my kid to VBS the rest of the week. I mean, it’s free. And I won’t have to play Candyland again and again. We can talk about DOOM! later.

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