We have had a quiet week. With Grampa Neil visiting, I had wished we could have more exciting outings--you know, little children-friendly field trips--but I still stick very close to home six weeks after having a baby. Life is hard enough to juggle right now without loading us all up in the car. Plus we had various injuries and illnesses occur this week, which kept us home further still. At least Neil got to see what our real and ordinary life looks like!
We have been praying the Stations of the Cross instead of family Rosary on Fridays. This week I managed to find a lovely Stations of the Cross for children which I printed out last Lent (see here): old fashioned, beautiful pictures, and language that appeals to simplicity but is not watered down for children.
Also, I made a basket of Stations symbols, based on the Stations of the Cross Eggs craft at Catholic Icing. In a humorous aside, before Friday John found this small basket full of interesting things, one of which was a perfectly good nail: he promptly took the nail, found a hammer in the garage, and tried to hammer it into the driveway, where he made a small hole in the concrete and bent the nail. What a boyish misadventure! A conversation ensued about taking things without asking and hammering where it isn't appropriate.