Today was our last day of seminary for the school year, which means I can finally turn off that pesky alarm that chimes at 5:35 in the morning:
As is tradition, we had some food and just chatted for our final class. Strangely enough, a number of the kids insisted that pizza would be a good option for food. Not cold breakfast pizza, like some people enjoy, but hot fresh-baked pizza right out of the oven in the church kitchen. So we obliged, and made three big homemade pizzas last night. The kids wolfed them down– nearly everyone grabbed a slice or two.
Afterward we decided to snap a class photo. Although I’m happy to avoid 5:35, I’ll miss these yahoos each morning.
