Dad coordinated St. Lucy’s breakfast in bed. He made eggs, lil’ smokies, oatmeal and Minibon.
The little girls St. Lucy(s) wore their crowns and delivered the food to Rose and I. It was a lovely surprise.
Dad tried to take pictures but the camera battery was dead, go figure.
I’ll be back with updates, Dad is on a roll.
LITURGICAL PRAYER: Hear us, O God, our salvation, as we rejoice on the feast of Saint Lucy, Thy virgin and Martyr, and grant us to learn the spirit of pious devotion.
Not much of an update. Dad capped out at the cookies but did take the kids on a procession (a.k.a.walk to the park).