Last night was our church's Fall Festival. Kids were running around dressed like Ninja Turtles, Spiderman and Woody from Toy Story. We had a cupcake walk, popcorn, face painting, family pictures, and hayrides. It was fun and mayhem all around. I suspect many of those dressed up children didn't get to bed at a decent hour, hyped up on sugar.
The running joke this weekend was two of the ladies in my small group class were going to host a "kissing booth." Although that didn't come to pass, I was quick to mention that I actually have a "Kissing Booth" outfit. Yes, those that know my full name know how clever and witty that is. But a few years ago I made the outfit and it was a hit! I carried Hershey's kisses with me to pass out....because, really, people, my kisses are pretty amazing, and I just don't give those away for twenty-five cents!
Alas, I didn't don the outfit last night....but maybe someday in the future I will and get my Prince Charming to participate. But in the meantime, based on this photo, I need to let my Pastor borrow it. I love the way my Pastor and his wife love each other. Reason number 641 why I love my church.....photo credit: John Fong: