Have you ever taught a class of 3-4 year olds? It is always amusing. They can carry on conversations with you and in one second say something completely and utterly off the wall that has nothing whatsoever to do the the conversation at hand. The best part? They can totally follow each other.
I had the chance to substitute for the Sunbeams class in church on Sunday. There were three little boys, (my own son and two nephews) and one little girl.
I held up a picture of the Nativity. “Do you know who this baby is?”
“That’s Jesus” said one boy as he sucked on his tie.
“Good. Do you know who his mother is?”
“Mary!” said the little girl.
Another little boy answered, “I’m scary! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.” while pretending to be a bear.
“Look what I can do!” bragged the third boy as he raced across the room.
“Well tomorrow I jumped this high!” Those boys started having a ‘macho’ fest in between answering questions, listening to stories about Jesus, coloring pictures, and singing songs.
And the little girl? She completely ignored them as she was enamored with baby Hershey. The only time she even spoke to the boys was to get after one for calling her a ‘him.’ She put her hands on her hips and yelled, “I am NOT a boy! You call me a her not a him.” And then, then, she rolled her eyes. The boy looked a little dumbfounded, shrugged his shoulders, and went to go jump off a chair.
It was so hard to suppress my giggles. I can picture them all ten to twenty years from now doing pretty much the same thing.