Last night I sat around with a few siblings and the topic of blogs came up. As you could probably tell I've had a little bit of a blogging dry spell. I've been really busy with work lately and I just haven't been super inspired about anything in my life to blog about.
My brother, Paul, has apparently started a blog but hasn't posted to it yet. We were talking about fun things to post about and as we talked I got some great ideas. The problem is, the ideas all come from other people's lives. The very best idea was about how my brother Paul, the almost 42-year-old lawyer, is serving in the nursery. Come on people, there has to be a TON of fodder there. But that isn't even the best part. The best part is that Paul has apparently started bringing in adult treats for nursery. I guess goldfish just weren't cutting it? Anyway, here Harold and I are thinking that adult treats probably means fancier store bought cookies, specifically Harold was thinking Oreos. Nope. Paul brings in salami and provolone with french bread, guacamole and chips, salsa, etc. The list goes on, but I don't want to be a blog thief. We started speculating on the myriad of ideas for adult nursery treats. The possibilities are endless! Then Paul tells us how sometimes he sees the kids putting the little goldfish in their mouths as they look longingly up at the "adult treats," with a look in their eye that senses being cheated out of something. Then sometimes, the kids will start to pull their little chairs over to the adult treat table that is up a little higher. Then they are on their chair, with their arms high above their heads as they "feel" their way around the upper table for better treats. The image was priceless.
I have vowed that if I ever serve in nursery, that I am going to start bringing in adult treats. What a great idea! Suddenly the nursery will be the hot spot to serve. Paul loves those kids, too. He is having a ball in there, and not just because of the gourmet food!