Pictures of Stacey's Communion

Here are some pictures of my niece's First Communion Mass.

My sister, Stacey's Mom:



LuLu and Ginger in the pew.



My niece and her friend



Great Aunt Mabel



My sister K:



Some random hottie, with YaYa in the foreground.



My nephew. Let's not even begin to talk about the hair.



My Mom





People's Sexiest Man Alive 2029:



My Pop



Yeah, I looked like poop. I needed a haircut. And eight hours of sleep. And to learn how to smile on camera. But otherwise, A-OK.



The crowd before the event



My niece (the little blonde)



Despite appearances, she did actively participate in a surprise dance the kids put on.



Man I needed a haircut. Stacey with her Godparent's





Two funny moments at the Mass: the priest was splashed in the eye by the Holy Water, eliciting a laugh, and the following exchange during the introductory dialogue of the Eucharistic Prayer. At Easter/Christmas/formal events there's a noticeable hesitation in the actions of the crowd. It's not just an influx of people who are casual church-goers and may be stumped; it's also a bunch of family and friends from around town who know each church runs things a little different. During the following you should rise to your feet.

Priest: The Lord be with you.

All: And also with you.

Priest: Lift up your hearts

All: We lift them up to the Lord

Priest (smiling): I don't know what you're lifting, since you'll all still on your knees.

And one touching moment: when we went up for Communion YaYa went with us, and as usual received a blessing from the Priest. As we walked back to the pew I told her "That's the last time that'll happen. After tomorrow, you'll be with the grown-ups." Oh man, you should have seen the pride on her face.

Lastly, here's Ginger on the way home. Oh, she might look peaceful here, but in the pew she was wild and carefree. She once whipped a sippy cut three rows back, nearly smacking a guy in the face.