EASTER SUNDAY

Roo woke at four-thirty this morning. It's this new thing he's trying out with us. Kesh did her best to get him to go back down. Around ten past five, we swapped roles. Kesh lay herself in our bed and I sat on the floorboards next to our boy, patting him back to sleep. He sings whenever I pat him. It's so he can hear the different sounds he makes with each pat I give him. Gradually, the singing went away and Roo breathed more slowly and heavily. I left his room, calculating each step in an attempt to make as little noise as possible.

I woke with Kesh a couple of hours later. She fed Roo in bed, and together, we prepared for church. We sang in the choir. Kesh at alto and me with the basses. And while I sat in class with Roo, Kesh taught the little ones in a choir of their own.

Our Easter has been quiet, and I'm so thankful for that. More than that, I'm thankful for Easter and who it's about.

Yesterday, for no real reason at all, we drove out to Cataract Dam. It's super important for me to explore. I don't know why but from the time I got my licence, I have constantly driven down roads I've never been before - for no real purpose other than to see where it goes.

I'm not sure what this says about my personality but I'm so happy that Kesh and Roo are explorers. Even if Kesh was too scared to walk the whole way across, or stand anywhere near the edge. Thing is, she's always next to me. She wants to see where the road goes, too.