The Day Care Center rocked my world a lot. It was difficult when the children and teachers first moved in to the basement of the church. There was a lot more work and a lot more noise.
One day I heard a loud rumble — I mean a LOUD RUMBLE — and my upstairs office began to shake.
“Those Day Care kids,” I muttered. “They must be trying to tunnel out!”
I was shocked to learn later that it was an earthquake on the New Madrid Fault Line in West Tennessee that shook all the way to Chattanooga.
Then there was the frozen meat guy. He called from a pay phone on the side of the road in Soddy-Daisy, Tennessee. It was the middle of July.
“Ma’am, I’ve got a load of frozen meat in the trunk of my car that you need for your Day Care. If you’re gonna be there for awhile, I’ll bring it over.”
“Pardon me?”
“Oh, I’ll give you a good price. You can just cut me a check.”
“Wait a minute. We didn’t order any meat, and I can’t authorize payment.”
“Well, what am I gonna do with all this meat? It’s hot out here!”
“I’ll bet it is, but that’s not really my problem now, is it?”
That’s when the phone lines turned blue with all the words he was shouting through them. Before I came to know Jesus, I was familiar with most of those words, but now they seemed like a foreign language. So I gently placed the phone back in its cradle and prayed he wouldn’t drive over to the church with the not-so-frozen meat.
It brought to mind a conversation I had recently had with a friend of mine who said that I didn’t know what it was like in the real world. I lived in an isolated church bubble where everything was sweetness and light. And I laughed to myself.
It didn’t matter which city you were in or even which day care. The kids who were the most entertaining(translation: in trouble a lot) were Kayla and Adam, four-year-olds with wit, intelligence and an uncanny knack for getting caught.
Even today, years later, when I’m at the mall or in the supermarket, I hear mothers with raised voices calling, “Kayla, get down from there!” or “Adam, put that back RIGHT NOW!”
Kayla was a brown-eyed beauty with golden brown curls. One day Miss Lynn noticed her in the bathroom with newsletter unfolded. She was studying it intently.
“Kayla, what are you doing?”
“I’m reading the paper, Miss Lynn!”
“OK,” she replied with a chuckle. “I wonder if she knows it’s upside down.”
Frequently as I passed through the day care, Adam was in “Time Out.” I would get really close to him and whisper in his ear, “Jesus loves you.” He always gave me a smile and seemed relieved that somebody was on his side.
Several of our teachers were from Grundy County — an area of small mountain communities with a reputation for “rough” living. I loved to go downstairs for lunch with the ladies while the children were napping. They told me hair-raising stories filled with adventure and danger, and they were all true.
Our cook was particularly knowledgeable about the area and the people. She once remarked, “After he got so beat up, they took him to the hospital. Well, you couldn’t really call it a hospital. They didn’t even treat gunshot wounds!”
These ladies had been to town and seen the elephant. They were the ones God sent to love the children with a special compassion and tenderness that city-folk didn’t quite understand.
Nancy LeCroy was a pretty blonde country gal. Raised in Green Pond, Im’ not certain she had ever traveled out of Hamilton County. Nancy was good at many things, but her forte was definitely taking care of the toddlers.
I went to the Toddler Center one day, and all of them were sleeping like angelic little lambs. “How do you do it, Nancy?” I asked.
“Oh, it’s in the applesauce,” she said.
I now have a couch in my house that we call the “applesauce couch.” If you lie down on it, in minutes, you are sleeping like an angelic little lamb!
The day care pre-schoolers knew how to cook. They knew so much, in fact, that we published their cookbook. Here are a few excerpts (as told by the children to their teachers):
Ham Meat with Noodles by Matthew
Cook 5 noodles in a pan with 5 pounds of ham for 15 hours.
Then add 10 bottles of ketchup.
Then cook for 15 more hours.
Add 1 cut-up chicken.
Cook 10 more hours. Put it on a plate and eat it with a fork.
Broccoli, Cheese and Rice by Megan
1 pound broccoli 1 pound milk
1 pound sugar 1 pound cheese
First: Put it in a pan with 1 pound of water. Cook on low for 20 minutes. Add sugar, milk and cheese. And then she puts little green things in it (I don’t know what), but it’s good.
10 pounds of rice 1 pound water
Second: Put on stove together for 20 minutes. Mix with broccoli. Put it in a big yellow, white and orange bowl and eat.
Hamburgers by Jessica
She takes 10 pounds of hamburger and pats it. Then she puts it in the oven and burns it. She takes it out of oven. Put it on the bun. Then we eat.
Plento Beans and Rice by Zachary
Put the beans in the pan with a foot of water. Cook it for a few days. Then you have plento beans and rice. Serve with chicken sticks.
Strawberry Soup
She puts soup in the pan and opens the can. Then she burns her finger, and I eat strawberries, too!
Biscuits by Whitney
Her gets them from the Red Food Store, and her cooks them and puts them in the stove. Then we say our prayers, and her puts them on our plates, and they burn my fingers.
Toast
Mommy puts bread in the maker and cooks it, then puts butter on it, and I eat it, or I get a spanking.
Burritos by Taylor
You get them out of the freezer ad put them in the microwave for a long time until they are just warm. Then take them out and put them on the stove while I take a bath. Then I eat the burritos and get food all over my face, and you have to wash it again.
Bacon by John David
You put it in the pan and sing songs, and I don’t know what else, but it is good.
Spaghetti by Ashley (my personal favorite)
She opens the can. Then put spaghetti in a pot. She cooks on warm about 5 minutes. And then we eat pizza that the man brings.
“Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.” — Psalm 127:3 (KJV)
“Jesus said, ‘Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.’ ” — Matthew 19:14 (NIV)