A conversation I actually had with one of my kids in Sunday school:
Kid: Miss Brandy, do we have any more fruit snacks?
Me: No, sorry, we’re all out.
Kid: But Miss Brandy, what’s that in your hand?
Me: Nothing.
Kid: What did you just put in your mouth?
Me: Go write your Bible verse.
I’m shameless.
thank you so much for getting that song STUCK IN MY HEAD!
(shameless, shameless as a man could be)
AHAHAHAHAHAHA.
OK, now I”m singing the song. Ugh
Hey, a girl’s gotta eat. That kid needs to learn that life isn’t easy, and we can’t always get what we want. (Which was a shameless attempt to get the Rolling Stones stuck in everyone’s heads!)
Years later, nameless child – having yet to alleviate the pressure and scorn of this moment – would go on to champion a successful effort to ban fruit snacks from grocery store shelves. Batman, Cars, SpongeBob SquarePants, and all others would fade into the quasi-snack food history books, all because of the selfishness of one, shameless Sunday School teacher. Oh, the shame.