Luke's First Holy Communion

Sunday, April 30 was Luke's First Holy Communion, celebrated at St. Rose of Lima church in Newfield. Because Notre Dame is a regional school, each student makes First Communion in his or her home parish, and then they come together as a school class for a special Mass after all the parishes are finished to celebrate with the entire NDRS community.

Luke, as you can see, looked angelic in his white suit. I laughed as he was getting dressed, and told him that at least THIS time, the white pants fit him. He was so tiny when he was baptized that we had to put two diapers on him, and his pants STILL fell down. (Amazing how much easier it is to tailor a boys' size eight, compared to a size infant 3 month!) We had a rough time finding him a white suit and shoes, but now that we've done it once, we're all set for when it's Matthew's turn--we know just where to go. Or at least where to start, anyway.

We're very proud of Luke, and very grateful for all the grace that God has given him. And of course, very grateful to have Luke as our son.

Ok, so I'm trying to get some photos up here...

So what's been going on the the Falciani house?
(Besides trekking to the doctors' offices?)

Funny you should ask. I'll tell you.

Luke decided it was time to try to take the training wheels off of his bike. (He would decide to do this on a day where he had First Communion practice, ice skating, and Burger King Nite, right? At least he didn't have homework, too.) So we decided to just go for it. He did a great job. He rode about 6 feet after Neal let go without crashing into the field. He's rather annoyed that there is an alfalfa field that cuts off his wild off-road trekking. Such is life. Matthew also decided HE would give it a try. He said "I don't need help." So Meg let go. Yes, he toppled over and decided to give Luke back his bike. I guess he'll wait a bit.


Miss Celia is getting bigger by the day. Trial and error (mostly error) has determined that the best-tolerated formula concentration is half strength. In order to keep her electrolyte balance OK, we have been making it with Pedialyte. (It also gives her a bonus 200 cals/day!) But at drinking two liters per day, it was getting to be a major hunting expedition to keep up with all of the Pedialyte. It began to be one of those things that we bought at every grocery store, drug store, and Target that we passed. So Meg called the doctor and got a prescription, and now it is delivered by our Medical Equipment supplier. Which is great, on one hand--it's now mostly paid for by insurance (still a co-pay, of course!), but the best part is it is delivered once a month, and when we run low, we call for more. Except--and this is the "on the other hand" part--where do you STORE 60 bottles of Pedialyte? (Answer--any where you can!)


And lest Matthew be left out, I think the photo pretty much says it all. He has been doing really well since his surgery. He is starting to behave a bit more--his sticker chart at school is nearly filled! We are waiting to find out where he will be going to school in the fall. Notre Dame has just finished their kindergarten testing; now, we just have to wait for it to be reviewed. Ah, the madly churning wheels of bureaucracy. He is really hoping to get to go to the "big school" next year--he wants to ride Luke's bus. He hasn't realized yet that they will probably be seatmates. Perhaps that's a good thing. Meg is just hoping he gets in so it's only one departure/arrival per day, at least for the boys. It's beginning to feel like a train station here in the morning. All aboard the Chaos Express!!


So that's about what's exciting here. I'm sure we'll have more soon. Luke's First Communion is on April 30th, so at some point, Meg will get pictures and a synopsis up. Have a great day!

The Falciani Family

Hello everyone!


I gave up trying to do separate web pages for each of the kids. Just WAY too time consuming, and it was either sleep or update web pages. Sleep wins, because I need to be coherent enough to get the right boy to the right school, and Celia to the right doctor. (And all on time, too--can you believe that??)

Check back every so often (but not TOO often!) and I'll try to keep up with pictures, at least.