Lord, That I May See

This weekend we are going camping. Camping kind of stinks with kids.   I will be the first to say this.  They get dirty . . . really, really dirty. They like the IDEA of the tent, but not the SLEEPING part.  They have to be taken to pee all the time.  They poop in their pull-ups, or pants or anywhere that you can't possibly clean them sufficiently. They require you to pack way more in extra accessories, like little potties, and 10 changes of clothes, and pacifiers, and baby carriers, and pack and plays, and first aid kits, and wipes, wipes and more wipes.  They wake up at 5:00 in the morning, there is always a creek or rocks or poison ivy or something to pose a extra hazard, not to mention the fire.  They don't eat when you want them to and are starving five seconds later . . .  wait, that's how they are all the time.   Did I mention how dirty they get?? Nevertheless, there is something magic about camping, something that brings us...

1.   It's been a while!  Happy Easter! My friend told me about this song earlier in this joyful season and for days I couldn't get enough of it. 2.  This year we took the girls to the Easter Vigil for the first time.  It was a beautiful and very long mass.  Turtle was enthralled, Rosebud was the paragon of patience and Sunshine  . . . hmm, well, she went potty alot, vigorously explored the acoustics of marble floors with hard-soled shoes, nearly burned her face on votive candles, caused her Mommy or Daddy to miss momentous Easter moments like the Gloria and the Alleluia and experimented with the use of the word "NO!" when asked to "Sit down!". . . .or "Pipe down!" . . . or "Lie down!" . . . We got in the car after over 3 hours inside the church and Turtle gushes "That was SO fun!"  Ah, that kind of reaction makes it so worth it!   3.  Turtle started soccer this spring, like we promised her she could when sh...