VBS and my one weakness

Growing up in a Christian home means I have lots of vivid memories of Vacation Bible School. 

There was the year I got horrible, awful poison ivy and relished lying on the cool, wooden pew in the dark sanctuary all by myself. 

There was the year my mom planned a VBS which kicked-off with a torch relay, circa Atlanta Summer Olympics. 

Then there was the year of a performance of Three Billy Goats Gruff and I'm pretty sure I was a bridge post. (I have no idea what the spiritual tie-in was.)

Today was Madeline’s first day of VBS. She didn’t realize what all was about to go down so I was way more excited for her than she was. But afterwards? She loved it and can't wait to go back tomorrow.

While she was there, Caleb and I tooled around Half Price Books, the fancy Goodwill and the Goodwill Outlet.

He is such a good baby when he’s not crying or fighting sleep and like his mama, he also enjoys waiting for the bins to roll out.

We found several books that I was really excited about, including my fourth Gyo Fujikawa book of poems. I think I have an addiction to her illustrations despite having no idea how to pronounce her name.

As my beloved Dorcas Lane would say, "In a sea of used books, Gyo Fujikawa is my one weakness."

Dorcas is the postmistress of Candleford so she would never actually say that. I'm sad to report I finished the entire series of "Lark Rise to Candleford." I feel like my friends have left me alone with The Hulk and Ironman. 

But I'll always have Gyo. Four of her, to be exact.