Help, I’m covered in glitter.

January28

One of the more frequent questions I get asked, especially if I’m speaking somewhere about Starlite, is why I love working with kids so much.  I never really know what to say, because the truth is that even though I run a ministry that serves up delicious processed cheese nine different times a week reaches a lot of kids (and pre-teens and teens and so forth), I don’t really interact with them all that much.  My days are spent holed up in my office paying our bills and answering emails and pretending like I know what I’m doing being fabulous.

Until today, that is.

Today, at 3:30 p.m. to be specific, I will show up at a local elementary school as the newest leader of Twinkle.

I think I’m gonna throw up.

Here’s how it all went down: last August, we test piloted the Twinkle program at one local elementary school.  It was a hit — and soon, we had offers from other local elementary schools to bring the program to them.  We selected two additional schools to add to our list for this semester.

But we only had one leader.

So, here I am forced willing to serve.  This isn’t the first time this has happened, just so you know.  I’ve also led both Sparkle and Glow at one point or another.  For those of you who are thinking “oh, no big deal then!” let me assure you that you, interling, are very wrong.

Pre-teen and teenage girls don’t scare me anymore.  I’ve been around ‘em too long.  But elementary school girls… with their little pigtails and Hannah Montana songs… well, that’s a different story.  Those little things could ATTACK me with their Polly Pocket dolls and I’d never see it coming.  I could lose an eye.  Or worse, they could try to flatten my hair with their teensy-weensy little hands. 

OH MAN.  This is not good, not good at all.

I’ll check back in later tonight with a full update if the little darlings didn’t nibble my fingers off while they were attacking the cheese.  For now, I’ve got some crafts to finish and a song complete with dance moves to learn before 3 p.m.  Glory.