First Communion

My first born received her First Communion this past weekend. It was such a sweet and beautiful thing watching all those little second graders in their springtime best and white dresses.

If you follow me on Facebook, then you already know this. But, if not-- See her veil?


It is my Aunt's veil from when she made her First Communion. Both of her daughters wore it and then I wore it for mine. Her eldest daughter had a slew of boys and I grew up and had children of my own. As soon as Birdie started second grade, I asked my aunt if we could please use the veil again. She came through for me! The dress was one my aunt had made for her only granddaughter when her son was married. Don't they look like they were made for each other? 


She did such an amazing job and we were over the moon proud of her. Before the Mass, we told her to be on the lookout for a kid to either throw up or pass out- it happens every year. This year, they figured out if the air conditioner was on, nervous little kids wouldn't overheat. Score one for this class being the first class in a long time to not have a man down. There was seventy something kids lined up for this special day.


This is her second grade class- aren't they precious? Birdie is bottom right.


As they started the procession, Birdie was first in line- because she's the shortest, but I like to think it is because she is the bravest!

Our priest is leaving this summer and transferring to a little island a few hours from here. He's sad. We're sad. But, change can be good- so I am looking forward to seeing what new things are in store for our parish.



The lighting at the church is ... funny... so it's hard to get a good picture. This is Birdie after the Mass and heading out of the church.


In a nutshell-- pictures will have to do the talking. I'm on borrowed time these days.

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