She Was a Good Sport

Our church just finished Vacation Bible School last night.

There was an offering contest between the girls and boys. If the boys won, a representative for the girls (one of the teenage girls) would have to eat something really gross (and I mean it was GROSS). If the girls won, a representative for the boys (one of the teenage boys) would have to eat it.

On Monday and Wednesday night my Lyndsey was the representative for the girls. It just so happened that on both of those nights the girls lost. So.....Lyndsey had to eat the really gross thing. Monday night it was a bite of gefelte fish. It looked gross but Lyndsey was a good sport about it and took a bite. Her response...."tastes like chicken!" But last night, it was a bite of a sardine (just plain nasty). Again, she was a good sport and ate a bite. Her response..."yuck!" She said the worst part of it was looking at it.

All I can say is "I'm thankful I wasn't one of the representatives!"