Yesterday was the first week of Sunday School for the year. I had many, many things to accomplish to be ready, and by Friday I had finished my list and felt ready for the first week.
Sweet, optimistic me. No one is ever quite ready for the first week. The service went long and then there was a very important announcement, and then there were 12 minutes before Sunday School started (instead of the 25-30 that I normally have). Any other Sunday it wouldn't matter, but this was the first week with all its craziness.
I had emailed the class lists to parents. I had sent a second email with some reminders and pointing them back to the first email. I still had children unsure of where they belonged, thinking they should be in a different class (adding a new class confused some), and attending the wrong class (because it was chaos and too late for the library class to make its way to the rest of us when they realized they had extra children, so they taught them this week and we'll have things sorted out for next week).
Things weren't quite ready in the library (they had to find the tables and bring them upstairs). Because time was extra tight, the nursery class wasn't set up (because we have to wait for the babies to be picked up before taking over), so people decided that the class that I told them would be there wasn't actually going to be there and wandered off to look for it.
In the end, everyone ended up in a class and we were able to teach. My class was only about 10 minutes late getting started, which was pretty much normal for the first week. And I love my class. They are, for the most part, lively and inquisitive and willing to participate in discussions.
The first week is done and the rest of the year is going to be so much fun!
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