Our Easter adventures began Good Friday afternoon. I was at school sitting through meetings and fighting a horrible cold. Brian and Bethany were out doing last minute chores. Our plan was to leave around two o'clock for
Blackwater Falls. I was released from school and traveled home to pack. Brian called to say Bethany couldn't get her hair cut because she had lice. Well, being the educator that I am I was upset, but prepared. I had purchased a shampoo at the beginning of school, so that when Bethany did come home with lice I wouldn't have to go shopping. I didn't want to be going to
Walmart in the middle of the night. I, however, didn't anticipate two things. First, how my own head would start itching convincing me that I too had lice. And secondly, I was not aware that those people who have allergy to ragweed and are asthmatic should not use the type of lice
shampoo with the pesticide in it I had bought. Bethany has both of these issues, so I sent Brian to the store for different and more lice killer. Bethany remained incredibly calm, even though it was her with bugs in her hair. While he was gone I started stripping beds and gathering up pillows and blankets. Upon his return our debugging ordeal continued with applying shampoos and combing out every last bug and nit. Bethany was extremely interested in the little animals, so we got out a magnifying lens and checked them out. They are better looking than fleas. Brian took his turn at the lice ridding efforts by treating me. He didn't see anything on my head, but I still feel like I've got critters on me. I suffer a bit from paranoia at times.
Our departure from Bridgeport was delayed from two o'clock to eight o'clock that evening. We still managed to attend a Good Friday walk at our church. Each part of the story leading to
Jesus's death was put into a touch and see station. The stations were put together very
solemnly with great care to detail and art. I could not get any pictures because it was a time of worship, not a tourist attraction. Small groups traveled with a narrator through seven or so stops. When we got to the station with the cross. We were to hammer a hand onto the cross with a prayer. Bethany began weeping. She was so upset that her Jesus had been nailed to this thing. Her little heart was broken. The last station was communion. The pastor gave us a history lesson about the passover meals. He said that the meals included at least ten grown men, so that All of the lamb could be eaten. The whole sacrifice had to be consumed. I had never heard that bit of information before. He also gave us communion cups made of olive wood he had purchased when he had gone to
Israel. Bethany felt better after communion.
We ate dinner at
McDonald's before we left Bridgeport to travel to
Blackwater Falls. Bethany and I watched her new movie,"The Tale of
Despereaux", she had received from Gigi in her Easter basket from her. I kept falling asleep watching the movie. What I saw of it, it was a nice little film. By the time the movie was over we were in
Blackwater Falls. We checked in, and went to bed exhausted from the miles we had traveled on Friday.
The skies were gray, foggy, and rainy Saturday morning. My college friend, Karen, met us for brunch at the lodge. We played a rhyming Dr. Seuss game by the fire. Bethany was introduced to the game of Ping Pong. We attended an Easter egg hunt hosted by the Easter Bunny. Bethany ran all over a soggy wet field with Karen's niece, Clare, collecting eggs. Bethany had her picture made with the Easter Bunny. She played hide and go seek with some random little girls she met at the nature center. Little children are so friendly, they just play with everyone. The encounter went something like this. "Hi, I'm Bethany. Want to play hide and seek?" The little girl responded, "Sure, count to a hundred. We'll hide first." Off she and her little sister went, and a twenty minute game began. Brian, Karen, and I chatted while they played until the Easter Bunny went home, so we thought we better go too. Despite the rain, we had a splendid time together that afternoon.
Our Easter adventures began Good Friday afternoon. I was at school sitting through meetings and fighting a horrible cold. Brian and Bethany were out doing last minute chores. Our plan was to leave around two o'clock for Blackwater Falls. I was released from school and traveled home to pack. Brian called to say Bethany couldn't get her hair cut because she had lice. Well, being the educator that I am I was upset, but prepared. I had purchased a shampoo at the beginning of school, so that when Bethany did come home with lice I wouldn't have to go shopping. I didn't want to be going to Walmart in the middle of the night. I, however, didn't anticipate two things. First, how my own head would start itching convincing me that I too had lice. And secondly, I was not aware that those people who have allergy to ragweed and are asthmatic should not use the type of lice shampoo with the pesticide in it I had bought. Bethany has both of these issues, so I sent Brian to the store for different and more lice killer. Bethany remained incredibly calm, even though it was her with bugs in her hair. While he was gone I started stripping beds and gathering up pillows and blankets. Upon his return our debugging ordeal continued with applying shampoos and combing out every last bug and nit. Bethany was extremely interested in the little animals, so we got out a magnifying lens and checked them out. They are better looking than fleas. Brian took his turn at the lice ridding efforts by treating me. He didn't see anything on my head, but I still feel like I've got critters on me. I suffer a bit from paranoia at times.
Our departure from Bridgeport was delayed from two o'clock to eight o'clock that evening. We still managed to attend a Good Friday walk at our church. Each part of the story leading to Jesus's death was put into a touch and see station. The stations were put together very solemnly with great care to detail and art. I could not get any pictures because it was a time of worship, not a tourist attraction. Small groups traveled with a narrator through seven or so stops. When we got to the station with the cross. We were to hammer a hand onto the cross with a prayer. Bethany began weeping. She was so upset that her Jesus had been nailed to this thing. Her little heart was broken. The last station was communion. The pastor gave us a history lesson about the passover meals. He said that the meals included at least ten grown men, so that All of the lamb could be eaten. The whole sacrifice had to be consumed. I had never heard that bit of information before. He also gave us communion cups made of olive wood he had purchased when he had gone to Israel. Bethany felt better after communion.
We ate dinner at McDonald's before we left Bridgeport to travel to Blackwater Falls. Bethany and I watched her new movie,"The Tale of Despereaux", she had received from Gigi in her Easter basket from her. I kept falling asleep watching the movie. What I saw of it, it was a nice little film. By the time the movie was over we were in Blackwater Falls. We checked in, and went to bed exhausted from the miles we had traveled on Friday.
The skies were gray, foggy, and rainy Saturday morning. My college friend, Karen, met us for brunch at the lodge. We played a rhyming Dr. Seuss game by the fire. Bethany was introduced to the game of Ping Pong. We attended an Easter egg hunt hosted by the Easter Bunny. Bethany ran all over a soggy wet field with Karen's niece, Clare, collecting eggs. Bethany had her picture made with the Easter Bunny. She played hide and go seek with some random little girls she met at the nature center. Little children are so friendly, they just play with everyone. The encounter went something like this. "Hi, I'm Bethany. Want to play hide and seek?" The little girl responded, "Sure, count to a hundred. We'll hide first." Off she and her little sister went, and a twenty minute game began. Brian, Karen, and I chatted while they played until the Easter Bunny went home, so we thought we better go too. Despite the rain, we had a splendid time together that afternoon.
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