Sep 23 2014
GET OUT! Night
On Saturday, I hosted the annual kickoff event for our church’s ladies ministry. Last year, we learned to hula. This year, we hit a pinata for our fiesta.
Prior to the event, Zeke asked Dale, “Dad, what are we going to do for father/son get out night?”
I can’t quite recall yelling “Get Out!” at Dale and the boys, but Zeke must have grasped the totality of the idea. He has learned to make himself scarce when ladies only events roll around.
The fearless leader made some delicious enchiladas, Kristen provided the slushies and the decor, The Robyn baked yummy cakes, and I forgot to make the salad.
The best swing at the pinata was from Kelly, who is 8 months pregnant. (She must have been a ballplayer in her youth.)
The fearless leader entertained us all with her Snuba Diving story to end our yearlong focus of “Fear Not!” She has now launched us into “Six Months of Service.”
We will now “GET OUT!” and help others.
It’s a good thing I didn’t fall down a second time seeing as how you stopped spotting me to get a picture.
I cannot be trusted as a spotter or a “test of faith” fallback catcher.