Most years, Angie Frame graciously asks me to host the annual shaving cream fight at my house. Today was the day, and we had a pile of teenagers come over, cans ready, victory in their eyes, ready for war! It was a blast, as always. I heard that the Food Lion started asking people 'what's going on??' as our folks carted out can after can, cleaning their shelves of shaving cream. My back yard smells like a fresh blast of CLEAN. One of the best parts of the day is found in the accosting of innocent adults who have come to get their kids. We plot together, young and old alike, covering the left and right flanks. It's like a pride of lions picking off unsuspecting gazelle's. They never really have a chance.
Except this year, Susan hid in the closet on the 3rd floor of our house. When we finally found her, she ran and locked herself in the bathroom. You know what they say about payback. I can't wait.
Check out my facebook page (and some of our teenagers') for more pictures.
So, it was a successful event. Lots of fun. I really love our teenagers!
2 comments:
Susan is one smart lady! :)
As one of the "gazelles", I must say there's nothing like your pastor, completely covered in fluffy white, approaching you with a can of shaving cream, saying to his companion, "You know what THAT is?" (meaning unsuspecting parent about to get creamed)"THAT'S FRESH MEAT!"
All said in the spirit of Christian love, of course...
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