Hello everyone, its great to be back and I had a great time last night catching up on what you were all doing. I did eat too much chocolate egg though and felt a bit yukky!
On Saturday morning my son made his First Communion and even if I say so myself, he scrubbed up really well . Actually, he ended up having two showers (much to his disgust) because the bouncy castle which we ordered arrived at 9.30am, just as he was finishing his ablutions. Of course he headed straight for it and proceeded to bounce like mad for an hour which resulted in his little face being all sweaty and pink. I promptly flung him back into the shower for the quickest lick and promise ever and then dressed him in his kilt( complete with miniature sporan). When I was young (not that long ago really) I always felt that the boys in the class got the raw end of the deal because they had to wear their school uniform with just a red sash or cumberbund. However, times have changed and they now tend to wear a kilt, which looks lovely.
We had our seat in church reserved, which was just as well because my nan doesn't do fast. At almost 95 and with little sight it was a feat in itself getting her into the seat, never mind back out again for communion. Afterwards we had a good old fashioned tea at home (sausage rolls, home baking, chocolate dipped strawberries etc) and then all had a ball on the bouncy castle which we had until the next day.
After everyone finally went home, I plonked my dozing son into his bed with the soles of his feet resembling a hobbits. I just didn't have the heart to put him in the shower a third time.
Looking back it was one of lifes lovely days. The sun shone all day long, everyone was happy and at ease, there was lots to eat and drink and we all went to bed happy.
Perhaps the most touching moment of the day was when I was dropping my nan off home and she said that she really wished she could have had her sight back for just a minute, to see my son in his kilt and to have a go on the bouncy castle. I had a tear in my eye at the time and have another now as I'm writing this.
Take care of yourselves.
Jacqui x
11 comments:
O Jacqui lovely blog, and I had a tear in my eye when I read that about your nan. My mother is 91 but luckily has her sight. I love First Holy Communions, and your son looked adorable in her kilt I bet. Both my daughters when they made theirs said they wished they could have the day all over again it was so good. God bless your son.
Lovely blog -loved the "feet like hobbits" have seen a few of those...
Oh, bless you Jacqui and bless your nan.
My nan is 88 and has cataracts (which they can't remove due to her ill health) on both eyes, so can hardly see.
Mine said the same to me on my wedding day which is why I was so touched by your blog-brought a tear to my eye too, and so well blogged.
What a lovely day it sounded.
warm wishes
xx
That was lovely Jacqui, so glad it was a lovely day, I bet he will always remember it. Your nan brought a tear to my eye, mine is 94, how lucky that she was there, although of course she would have loved to have seen it all.
What a happy day. I am sure your son will remember it always (and not just because of the 2 showers). bless your lovely nan.
how great to have you back and what a lovely blog. you are lucky to still have your nan and loved the bouncy castle and the hobbit feet.
I am so glad your son did his first communion kilt and all, saddens me when traditions die! I remember mine we had dresses adn long viels likelittle brides.. Gooness that was gulp 42 years ago I guess!! I was dead jelious as my brother got teh familyy skirendoo (or how ever you spell the dagger thingy highlanders stick in their socks!)
What tartan was it?
Jacqui, come back to bring your angel card - sorry I forgot before. Thinking of you and your work, and at 12.38 on 3/5 I picked 'understanding'. I hope that has meaning for you. The explanation is 'the ability to include a deeper comprehension of life in our interactions rather than simply transferring your knowledge from one experience to another. Act with sincerity and empathy'.
Hi Jacqui - I loved your blog - First Communion sounds like it must have been a great day. I'm glad that you didn't make your little one endure a third bath!
Lovely, lovely, blog. You are so lucky to still have your nan. Mine would have been 93 this year and was the world to me. She lived to see me married 9 years ago, and I carry her in my heart, always.xx
Oh what a lovely blog - completely took my mind off my nerves . . . .
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