Lucy was blessed last Sunday in church, wearing a dress my great-grandmother made and that my mom and I both wore. She was one of four babies blessed; I guess everyone had family in town for the holiday weekend.
Henry enjoyed having family in town for Lucy's birth and blessing. The last of the company has gone home, and I think he'll be sad Monday when he realizes it's just the three of us at home most days from now on. He has been a wonderful big brother to Lucy, giving her kisses and bringing her the lovey from her crib. I think he'll enjoy her even more in a few months when she can respond to him. But already she's watching him whenever he's near.
