The school days are winding down and my daughter had informed me that I had signed up as a parent volunteer for the water park day. Her entire sixth grade class would be going. I don’t remember signing up quite vaguely. I am a middle aged women with too much junk in her trunk and then some, so I don’t do water parks.
But today was different, my last baby would be climbing up the ladder of school and would be taking on middle school. She is ready, I am not. But , just for the heck of it I decided that I would slather myself with sunblock and put on my best pair of capri’s and a tank top and go head up the kids at the water park.
As we were getting settled, I noticed two boys with shorts and hooded sweatshirts were hanging around the tables with us and not going out having fun like the other kids. So I asked the teacher what was up with them. She went over and talked to them and she came back to say that they do not have swim trunks at home so they can not play.
I asked the boys their sizes and they both ran off to the restroom to check and see what size shorts they would need. When they came back with the sizes, I ran over to Target and bought two swim trunks and two beach towels. I went back to the water park, took the tags off the new duds in the bag and folded them up like I meant to do just that. I walked up to the boys handed them their stuff and with wide eyes and happy faces they took the stuff and went to change in the dressing room.
An hour had passed and those guys never got out of the pool. In fact, I had to tell them to get out of the water to eat their pizza. I had made their day and they made mine.
I Thanked God for the Appointment!