An Everything Daughter

Okay, this is the deal; my dad is pastor/ teacher/ biker/ theologist/ teacher (wait, did I already say that?) / Dad/ husband/ chaplain. Try saying all of that in one breath! Well anyway, he does all of this stuff and it is totally crazy! Oh, did I mention that he also taught sunday school? So I guess that makes me an everything  guy's daughter. But Dad says that when kids do very well in school or graduate, the Dad's get all the credit. I think he is kidding. Oh, and remember all of those things I listed at the top, my dad is currently looking for a job! That is so crazy! Wouldn't you agree? But that is not my biggest involvement with my dad's number of talents; he tells almost all of the stuff he learns, teaches, or knows about this stuff to me! Or he tells my mom and she tells me. And that's not all.

My family just started going to a new church. My parents told me that everything in that building is symbolic of something. Like the ceiling is supposed to look like the ark from Noah's Ark. At family worship, they told us tons of these symbols and what they mean. Don't get me wrong, it was interesting. But I had a headache the size of Mt. Everest! Later on, Dad had a headache too. I am certain that it was all of the knowledge that he had just recited. But in-spite of all the head issues, it is pretty cool being a pastor's/ teacher's/ you get the idea.