![]() SJV didn’t have one, but this church does. I’m new to crying rooms since I never sat in there as a kid. We arrived at church and took our usual seats in the crying room, 3rd mini pew, second from the back. This Sunday I had to work from 4-6 so we opted for the latest morning service at 11. (I volunteered to be a catechist last summer.) Finally, I like the music played at that service. During the academic year it coincided with the service for confirmation year 1 students. It gives us time to lounge around in the morning and not interrupt Xavi’s late morning nap. Normally, Sean, Xavi and I go to Sunday mass at 5 pm. ![]() Just memories that will become the kind of story that ends with “so that happened.” Occasionally there will be one without formal record. They’re captured in pictures and text messages filled with lots of exclamation points. Most of those firsts have been pleasant, awesome even. And we’ll look forward to ones we’ve yet to reach (without trying to rush the natural developmental process). There will be reminiscing over a year full of firsts and reaching milestones. There will be tears (mine, no doubt) and clichés (where did the past 12 months go? Can you believe he’s one?), a (Hulk, naturally) smash cake and lots of family and friends. In just four days Xavi will complete his first year of life. ![]()
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