I had a preview of Holy Week today, and it doesn't look good. So, it's time to get real. How do you survive Holy Week with kids? You just do. You go to church, your child screams or runs or is generally distracting, people glare, you retreat to the narthex for some "discipline," you say a little prayer for patience so as not to kill said child, you return to the nave, and you repeat the process until you get a miracle or the service ends and you go home.
Yes, I'll still be bring the church bag full of quiet distractions, the snack, the blanket and pillow. I'll even hope that some of it works. However, whether it works or not, we'll be in church a lot, and somehow we'll get through it. It helps a bit when someone offers a few words of support and encouragement or a little prayer.
So, this is my Holy Week cross to bear, and although I'm not happy with it, I know that the journey to Pascha truly adds to the joy of the feast.