With Six you get Eggroll

                 Growing up the daughter of a dynamic duo such as my dad as a minister and my mom the church pianist, I was always in church. The fact that we lived in the parsonage right next door till I was 12 only added to my exposure in all things church related. (Seriously, I couldn’t be outside without being in the shadow of the steeple.) Riding my bike around the parking lot, playing on the typewriter in the church office, helping clean out the pews with our custodian, to visiting members with my Dad, and waiting the oh-so-long hours it took for choir rehearsals and meetings to be over. I was a church kid…or PK, as we called it.(preachers kid) We eventually moved to a new town and I grew older but still heavily involved in everything for my age at church.       I successfully completed competitions for Bible Drill, I finished the Girls in Action workbooks to recieve Queen Regent status(if you know, you know), and attended church every Sunday morning, Sunday night, and al