A LOT of water has flowed under the metaphorical bridge since my last post, and some of it was very dark indeed. And some of it was the very essence of lightness. But that is for another day. Today I return to my blog to celebrate our sweet Carlisle Fitsum, or Lisle as he is generally known. He has been through so much in his young life, and continues to amaze us with his charm and resiliency. He is now eight years old and finishing up second grade. This weekend, he took a big step forward in the Catholic faith...he celebrated his First Holy Communion.
Mom, Dad, and Lisle
Grandma Miles and Lisle
A serious Lisle during Mass...not a common sight.
Father Au speaking to the First Communicants and presenting them with scapular medals.
Lisle and classmates Ricardo and Janessa presenting the gifts at Offertory.
Receiving the Blessed Eucharist for the first time. Thomas is serving as an altar boy, and although Tom is not in this picture, he was an acolyte at today's Mass, which made it even more special.
The 2017 First Communion Class with Father Au and teacher Mrs. Kasuske.
Father Au and Lisle
We had a celebratory brunch at home with this pretty and yummy cake.