A really special day

The long-awaited day finally arrived for little Nikki's baptism. The godparents, who also came from Massachusetts, are on the right; son Joe and wife Jenn are in the center, of course; and the officiating individual on the left is the old man. It was a beautiful day to have a christening. The weather was perfect and little Veronica Kathleen didn't cry, even once.


After the ceremony, we enjoyed the fruits of our (kitchen) labor. I wish I had a picture that showed the christening dress to full advantage.



It was made by Nikki's grammi Gail in Rhode Island and included lots of lace, ribbons, ruffles, and hand embroidery.


Did any knitting happen? Yup. After the ceremony and lunch at the chapel, after carting everything back home and getting it sorted and packed away, it was time for a little R & R, curled up in an old recliner with the green lace scarf. Fingering weight merino and size 5 needles were exactly the comfort knitting I needed. However, lace knitting, fatigue, and Chardonnay do not always meld together, as I ended up ripping back several times. Well, progress wasn't the point, after all.

I close with a picture of the whole party. It's not very often that you see four generations of a family in one place. Folks came from Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Michigan, and Arizona...

Tomorrow, an early Thanksgiving, southwest style.