It's the little things
The tiny ways that life in Step Universe complicates matters: yesterday was tie-dye Tshirt day at camp for the girls -- and minutes before we left I discovered that all of T's white shirts had migrated to her dad's apartment in the city. So I ran to a children's consignment shop near camp and begged them to open early and sell me a three-dollar white shirt with doggies on it, which I ran back to camp in the nick of time.
The big ways it complicates matters are sometimes too hard to contemplate, let alone blog about.
Maybe some contempletive time over the weekend. One can only hope.