Sunday night I told Steve I'd thought of sharing something at Bible Study, but didn't get a chance to slip it in. He said I'd shared plenty, and it was probably good I hadn't shared whatever it was. Of course I couldn't remember what I'd wanted to share at first. Then I remembered it was just a joke, and Steve was right.
Steve teased me, saying that I was the designated spokesperson for our family. My 13 year old daughter was shocked that I would talk so much in Bible Study. I guess it defies her "don't get noticed by the teacher" methodology. He might ask you a question, or even worse ... ask you to pray!!
I assured her I talk a LOT in Bible Study, which concerned her a bit since it's a parenting class. She was worried I might be talking bad about her. I assured her I mostly talk about ME, not the kids. It's not about how good or bad they are, but about how I relate to them.
In the end, she decided I must need to get out more often. If I got out more, I'd talk less at Bible Study. Hmm. She should just be thankful I don't talk "hick stuff" at Bible Study. Apparently, talking about chickens, or gardens, or things like that is "hick stuff" and embarrassing to her.