And you know what that means:
–candy-crazed children (and moms, since I have made sure I have an ample supply of the thing I sacrificed all Lent. Come Sunday morning, my Breakfast of Champions is going to include a lot of Whoppers(tm) because somebody got me hungry for them….)
–late bedtimes and begging for sleepovers with friends
–an ongoing backyard engineering project based on the construction of a waterfall in the sandbox, which is rapidly degenerating into a water fight (shall I intervene? Nah. I’d just get wet.)
–the installation of Big Brother’s Orthodontic Appliance, the first step in a multi-year, bill-with-a-comma-in-it program to straighten teeth that don’t look that bad
–enough time on my hands to bake Cinnamon Buns from Heaven
and, of course, the Reason for It All: the Triduum (we’re going to try!)