I pulled out of my garage this morning and saw white plastic forks sticking out of the ground every few feet in my front yard. Somebody took some serious time sticking forks in the ground. I must say that in a weird sort of way that it is cool that someone took that much time. I wanted to get a picture of it, but Emma and Luke pulled them all out before Jennifer took one. They thought it was really cool.

I’m just glad the teens aren’t into rolling houses now. I’ve spent plenty of Sunday afternoons with trashbags in hand getting up TP. Getting it off the roof is a serious pain. I’ve never seen cleaning up TP from your yard, house, and trees on a Job Description for a youth pastor, but it needs to be added! I guess you know you are connecting with youth, or maybe just pissing them off, when they take time to mess with your yard.

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