Last night I drove six young women to the church cannery to fulfill a food bank assignment where we packaged beans. It was a 30 minute drive each way and this meant that the girls became well acquainted with my van.
I did ask my kids to clean up the van and I hastily stuffed some papers in the trash bag before the girls jumped in. However, it didn’t take long for the girls to begin discovering treasures.
“Sister Ross, why is there a toothbrush on the floor of your van?”
“Sister Ross, is that a 3-foot stick by the driver’s side?”
“Why do you have a food scale in your van?”
I was a little bit mortified, but then I turned it into a game. Which girl could discover the strangest thing in my van?
Would it be the 7 pairs of shoes? Would it be the Lightning McQueen socks? A half-eaten chicken nugget? I listened for more discoveries.
As we pulled into the cannery, I heard a voice in the back say,
“I think I found Narnia in this little compartment!”
And I proclaimed her the winner.