This last Sunday, Danny was so excited that he got to participate in his first communion. He has been waiting rather impatiently since Father's Day for it, and finally he got to hold his own cup and bread. He was so excited, he was afraid he was going to spill his cup, so George had to take over. Megan, the old pro, had no problems. Always a solemn but cleansing ritual, I am so glad that our children share in the meaning of it.
Domenico Ghirlandaio, 'The Last Supper' (1480), Ognissanti, Florence
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