Don't ride your donkey in the forest

Yesterday marked promotion day at church, and I may have set myself up for some trouble on my first week.

We've been in middle of lessons on King David and everyone he fought and all of his sons' bad behavior. (One week I just had to skip the lesson because I had no idea how to make it age appropriate to go along with the worksheets.) It's been a little tedious, at least to me.

In preparation, I even thought, "Ok, death of Absalom. Not sure how this is going to come off in the end." At least with the change of just having second graders, I have the younger material and the teacher's guide for this set makes teaching so much easier to go through the lesson and have a take away.

We got to the point where Absalom was riding his donkey through the forest and got caught in the tree branches. This is where I turn the takeaway from David's love for his son to "don't ride your donkey in the forest."

It stuck, and the kids did share that with their parents as their lesson for the day.

Welcome to 2nd grade and Miss Audra's crazy first week of the month where if you are the oldest of your siblings, you're parents may wonder about your teacher. I evidently made a lasting impression on the brand new youth minister's daughter. (Total side note, her dad is practically my brother's doppelganger and it's really rather trippy. Like my mom's going to ask him about his family tree trippy.)

One of the boys has an older brother and sister that had him trembling in fear about getting thumped in the head. Every time I looked his direction or walked his way, he would giggle and duck away. He was giggling so hard he had tears rolling down his face. He had another of the boys doing the same thing. Little boy giggle tears are great.

I'll have videos starting on Sunday with them singing. My challenge is going to be in coming up with something as memorable as "don't ride your donkey in the forest" every time. Since I'm only teaching one week instead of two again, maybe, just maybe, I can pull it off.