Behold the Cuteness!

Her Majesty Queen Lucy, resting comfortably after a short but arduous journey from a pre- to post-natal state, wishes all the world well and send her greetings and thanks to God. Her principle talents at present are “existing”, “breathing”, and “sucking”. She hopes to spend the next few years getting larger, studying English, learning to walk, growing out of being a beautiful baby and into being a beautiful girl, with the eventual plan of becoming a glorious human being filled with the light of God, a blessing to her neighbor, and the praise of all the angels.

At present, her short term goals include learning to focus her eyes, recognizing Mom and Dad’s faces, experiencing the excitement of her first bowel movement, and practicing her startle and grip reflexes. Also coming up: her baptism, replete with a piece written specially for the occasion by one of our choir members.

As Shea Clan Grand-Paterfamilias, I would like to take this opportunity to say just how badly she is going to be spoiled. This will include trips to the zoo, lots of presents, declarations (behind her parent’s backs) that *we* love her and aren’t mean like Mom and Dad, followed by indulgence of her heart’s desires (okay, not really, but it’s fun to think about), doting, camping, swimming, bike rides, parties, goodies, and (be warned) lots of anecdotes to passing strangers and unfortunates on park benches about our beautiful, beautiful grand-daughter and her adorable antics.

I’m sure the rest of you with babies do the very best you can and all. It’s not your fault that your kid is plug ugly next to Lucy. I mean, she’s Lucy! Who could possibly compete with that? You keep raising your child the best you can. Think of Lucy as a sort of Ideal to which your child can aspire. In that way, you won’t feel bad just because the crown for Most Beautiful Child on Planet Earth has now been awarded and your kid didn’t get it. Lucy will wear that crown graciously, growing beautiful in soul as well as in every other way. You go, girl!