In celebration of the Year of St. Paul. Camping in a tent in our living room. The tent has been up for about a week, courtesy of our 11-yo Paco. Dad is eager to break camp, but I’d be happy to have it up ALL YEAR. It’s so much fun doing our lessons and discussions and night prayers in there! AND I don’t have to put up with sooty grills and ashy cookware, or muddy bathrooms with no toilet paper; there are no mosquitoes, no rain, no crickets in my blanket. Though we did find a couple of centipedes the other night. 😀