Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The Parsonage

We live in a little white house next to our church. I love it for so many reasons. The house itself is small but the layout uses every bit of space to the fullest. The back yard is large and there is swingset and a deck.

My husband can walk to work, come home for lunch, and come home just because he wants to say hi. I can leave for church ten minutes before the service starts and still be there 'early.' We love living in the parsonage.

However-

There is a drawback. Everyone knows when they drive by that clearly, this little white house on the church property is the parsonage. Therefore, the pastor and his family must live there. It's great that people know that...

Unless they drove by this afternoon and saw that Charlie had tied himself to the big oak tree between our house and the church. Tied...himself....to the tree.

No, I wasn't watching him and yes, his dad WAS watching him and thought it was funny. I didn't take a picture because I was pretty sure that having a child tied to a tree wasn't legal and I didn't want proof. Thank goodness this is a small town and the local cop is the brother of one of our church members. And the other cop was my youth leader growing up. Because really, having the pastor's kid tied the tree could be a little embarrassing.

5 comments:

Leslie said...

Life in the fishbowl.

RealEstateGirl said...

Tracy, that is hilarious! This are the things you'll tell over and over and laugh about when he's older!

Hope you're having a good week!

Coach J said...

Why did he do that? Didn't he stop to think that people might drive by and assume the worst??That YOU had done it??? ;)

Mindy said...

I'm sorry!
I know all about parsonage living..........
although - it is a little funny that your son tied himself to a tree =).......at least he wasn't running around outside for all to see in the buff =)

Tracy said...

Charlie keeps us on our toes! At least our church members think he's adorable!