Nailed

One of the sites I like to peruse on occasion is Awful Library Books.  They highlight books in local libraries that desperately need to be weeded but have somehow escaped that fate.  Examples might include a book on the latest advances in home computing that describes the wonders of a Commodore 64 or great careers in switchboard operation.

This evening I found this gem and just had to laugh.  Go take a moment to check it out.  It's one small paragraph with several pictures.  Then come back and I'll explain my amusement.

Whistles....checks fingernails....rocks on feet while waiting.

Ok, now here is where I out Mr. Lime.  Once upon a time, back when the limelets were wee things, our church had a Sunday night kids' group for school age children but nothing for the pre-kindergarten set due to lack of volunteers.  I was already helping with another group so Mr. Lime took it upon himself to lead the pre-schoolers so they could have their own fun time.  He was responsible for puppet-time, story-time, and craft-time. 

Fortunately for him, snacks were provided by a lovely grandmotherly type of lady.  Unfortunately, he was on his own for craft-time.  I gave him some suggestions but he preferred to forge ahead boldly with his own notions.  Some of his ideas proved quite successful, others not so much.  One truly terrified me...when he announced his plan to put power tools into the hands of 3 year olds.

The project was to be a jointed stick puppet made out of tongue depressors.  The limbs would be attached with paper fasteners. He intended to have the kids drill the holes for the fasteners...with a cordless power drill.  I told him he was out of his mind.  He assured me he'd keep his hands over the hands of the little kids.  I still envisioned disaster.

At the end of the club time all the kids lined up beaming with pride over their personally drilled stick figures...and still in possession of all their own original digits and eyes.