When Pigs Fly

This last week a church that I love has been holding their VBS.  I always help because a family member is involved and she asks me to.  This year part of the theme was something about pigs flying and so one of the leaders told the kids that if they brought in $600.00 he would kiss a real pig.  One of my best friends was then given the task of getting a baby pig to be kissed.  So like an amazing friend that I am I offered to go with her to get this pig.  We were to go to a man's house when he was not home.  Go to the pig barn and find the small red sow that had seven little white piglets.  She was a gentle sow so there was no worries.  Let me tell you when someone says that the sow is small they mean that it is only as big as a love seat not as big as an entire couch.  I guess that I have never been up close and personal with a full grown pig.  They are big and I did not like the idea of taking a baby away from something that could kill me by sitting on me.  Also the babies that were only like 4 weeks old were larger than my mother in law's fat jack rustle.  The little pig was somewhat cute and after it was all cleaned up I even was happy to look at it.  I will not be doing that again any time soon.  Other that that and the baby that I was taking care of who cried for at least an hour and half each of the 5 nights VBS was a hit.  My littlest girl had the best time and got her name called for winning the best toy.... What a great week.