The Joy of Dunking Booths

Remember good old Mr. Kenny from VBS? Here’s a quick look at him enjoying the dunking tank…

He got to enjoy the dunk tank over…and over…and over…and over…
He’s so lucky
Actually, the real lucky ducks were my kiddos and their cousins. One benefit of knowing the VBS Director is that after all the other kids leave and go home when the Festival is finished…the kids related to me got to take their own turn in the dunk tank. And did they ever love it! Their ornery Uncle Pat helped me out by setting up the seat for each of them and then he had a ball dunking them whenever he felt like it. It usually went something like this:
Uncle Pat: Alright Weslea, you ready?
Weslea: Yes!!
Uncle Pat: Okay, on the count of three. One, two… (kid screams)…splash!

The kids usually ended up with a little bit of extra water up their noses, but what’s a little water when you’re having the time of your life? And Uncle Pat was in pure “I get to bug the kids and not get in trouble doing it!” heaven.