Embrace the chaos

Two buses with 75 kids and six professors (not parents) left at eight this morning for Andorra. Sounds exotic, doesn't it? Hopefully I can post a picture later this week. 

Of course there was drama. Wyatt was sick Saturday morning, and Tristan was sick this morning.  His phone ran out of money, so I am depending on the WhatsApp group of moms to post the updates they get from their kids.  They are the group to the right in the photo above. They are very funny. "Has anyone heard? They should have stopped by now. G said they're having a snack. B said everything is good."  As you can imagine,  I'm very happy to have them.

Troy's summary of the marriage conference was, "embrace the chaos."  For example don't go for the safe route. The speaker had a Whitewater example. He said when people try to change, they usually give up and end up back where they started. You make the change and seem to be growing, but then comes a turbulent period. After the turbulence comes the lasting change and possibly a little calm.  A little bit of calm is a nice break, But 70% of the time should be turbulence.  I have more to say about that 70% tomorrow. 

So in the vein of not taking the safe route, we went racing up and down these embankments. I should say racing down and climbing up laboriously. 

Winston the future photographer liked all the roots and hidey holes. 

He had a painful disappointment when he learned that his age group could have gone on the trip. He thought I had lied to him,while I thought that he knew from his classmates. But he has to be able to listen to grown-ups to go on a trip away. 

I had a very painful accident and broke my glasses.  Now I'm squinting dentally and not going to proofread. Dreadfully. So my turbulent adjustment this week will involve A trip to the optometrist and the physical therapist.