Whipped Cream up my Nose

At Vacation Bible School the kids were raising money for missions by putting their dollars in competing buckets decorated with pictures of Jay-rod and me. The incentive was that whichever bucket received the most money, that minister got a pie in the face.

Well the children (and some of the adults) were ecstatic. We raised about $450 for missions or just about a dollar per child per day. Of course the whole thing was rigged so that we would both end up with a pie in the face, so we hammed it up.

We announced a tie but Jay-rod interrupted and added one last nickel to my bucket forcing me to the "gallows." The kids who wanted him (or both of us) to get a pie went nuts at this point. But I refused to sit down, so Jay-rod handed the pie to Shannon, who was also on stage, and forced me to sit by grabbing me from behind. When Shannon went to throw the pie, I ducked to the side and she hit Jay-rod full in the face. I jumped up and celebrated while Jay-rod recovered, grabbed the second pie, tapped me on the shoulder, and got me in the face. The children went insane with glee!



Actually a few of them were not impressed. Jay-rod's two year old daughter cried when her daddy got a pie in the face. And my four year old, Elijah, had a similar reaction; he didn't like it at all. But the others were thrilled.

Shannon tried to be careful about hitting Jay-rod, because of his glasses, but Jay-rod nailed me. I had whipped cream up my nose and in my ears and I had to shower to get it out of my hair. The kids were coming up to me and trying to swipe a finger through one of the dollops located all over my chest and shoulders. All I could think of was ice cream… but not as cold.

It was good - and I don't care for whipped cream.