Do you own a cell phone? With no scientific survey to back me up on this, I would hazard a guess that about 80% of those who might read this page do, indeed, have such a device.
Apparently, kids these days are picking up on this fact! They are learning early.
I spent last Saturday evening in the one-year-old room of our church's nursery. In one of those moments where grace gets the better of you (or, I should say, gets the worst of you), I took a proverbial deep breath on Friday when my daughter Anna, who is responsible for scheduling volunteers in those classrooms, was letting us know that she was a little stressed by the difficulty she was having finding help over the holiday weekend, and I offered to fill in. Not that doing so was some great sacrifice, but hanging out with a bunch of little kids all at once who are not related to me is not normally something I seek out. My niece Tara, who was up visiting for the weekend, was also recruited, and so Tara and I, with a little help from Anna and others, spent an hour and a half playing with toddlers.
