We change diapers in cars, throw pacifiers over our shoulders, and tell babies to 'hold on' as if they can understand our gibberish from the front seat.
We wear kids like backpacks, let Lewis run ahead, and sweat profusely.
We hike, and switch kids around 2-3 times until everyone is comfortable (doubling the time needed to get from point A to point B). We smear bug spray on everyone only to realize there aren't many bugs, and we listen to the question, "why?" dozens of times.
We take self-timed photos, rejoice if everyone is smiling, and go "oh well" if try number 10 was still unsuccessful.
We neglect to pack all the right clothes, so we bundle our kids under blankets.
When we travel, we pose for pictures, hoping the moment doesn't slip away too quickly.
We try to get cute pics with our kids, only to have them refuse to look anywhere near the camera. When we travel, we want to document the 'fun' moments, and when they don't come, we snap anyway.
We climb on rocks, but try not to be too disappointed that we have to turn back and stay behind because mommy can't get over her fear of slipping while holding a baby.
We feed endless amounts of cheerios and goldfish...or anything it takes to buy minutes of patience. We skip naps and roll around in tiny rock piles.
We cherish our sweet kiddos, who have no idea what lengths we go to in order to keep them safe and relatively happy.
When we travel, we endure unexpected tantrums and tears and try to just take it in stride.
We let Lewis throw things...because really, he wants to do that all the time and at home we say no. Hey - he's on vacation!
Traveling has been more difficult since we've added two sweet babes to our family. It really caught me off guard (shouldn't have), and unfortunately I spent most of our trip feeling internally stressed and disappointed in our new normal. It's times like this that I'm thankful for God's grace, because even though I think I've arrived as a sacrificial mom, my desire for everyone else to serve me creeps up without warning.
Praise the Lord for the opportunity to travel, and for the perfect example Christ gave in laying down HIS life for us, when he was the one who deserved to be served.
(In case you were wondering, we visited the North Shore area in Minnesota on Lake Superior. We stayed in a house near Lutsen and visited Duluth and Grand Marais.)