Dear Vacation Bible School,
Thank you for only coming around once a year. You wear me out with your silly songs and hand motions that I can’t seem to learn until Thursday. And why do all your crafts require sequins and tiny, tiny beads?
It’s a good thing that kids adore you, VBS and look forward to you every summer. You seem to be an important week among many of the short people. So for that reason, I’ll probably see you in 12 months … unless I’ve come to my senses.