Liturgy was, from my point of view, rough. Moppet was reasonably well-behaved but Mittens had reached her limit. I spent the majority of it outside or in the narthex. It’s hard to be so little and at church every day for eight (nine today) days in a row.
Since we’ve had a respiratory virus visiting I had left the two sickest children home to recuperate. I was hoping they would be able to go to Pascha that night. Ribby was sick but not dreadfully so she wanted to go to Liturgy.
I did manage to do two Old Testament readings early on before things started to fall apart. In the end, I had Ribby take Moppet to communion while I stood in the narthex with a crying Mittens. Immediately afterward I packed those three up and drove them home.
I myself turned around and drove back to church for a baptism (post later).