Our DD#2 started confirmation classes at our church two weeks ago, and Pastor gave her a binder to keep her work organized. 

On Saturday night, she left the binder on the table with a note on it that said, “Mom, will you please make me a REALLY COOL cover for my CONFORMATION book?”

I laughed at my daughter’s poor spelling.

Then I laughed some more, because she really didn’t know what she had written – or the ramifications that the incorrect spelling would have on the actual context of how the word was used in relation to confirmation.

I got sassy for a minute, and made this cover for her book:

Hubby and I giggled about it, because that really IS the question for anyone — do we conform or confirm with regard to our faith? 

On Sunday, DD#2 gave the paper to Pastor, without giving him any background info.  So, as I was leaving the church, I explained the note she’d left and why I put that cover together.  He laughed … and I asked what he thought the chances were of the kids conforming or confirming.  He just smiled, and as he walked away, he said quietly – “Conform?  Your kids?  Not a chance.”

hmmmm, how should I take that?!