Yesterday Lou was baptised in Adare. We were blessed with beautiful weather and some lovely friends and relatives. Lou was awake throughout the ceremony and was very brave. He only cried very briefly, despite the fire-and-brimstone booming voice of Fr Moriarty and a torrent of water over his head.
We slightly over-catered, which isn't a bad thing. Lee made some lovely sandwiches and worked like a trojan to get the place ready.
Today I finally remembered to look up the internet about St Therese's relics. They are back in Ireland again for a few weeks. They will be stopping longer in each place, which I think means they aren't visiting so many places. The full itinerary is here, nowhere very close to us, but we must go, especially as Lou is named after her beloved Papa. He shares his birthday with the Little Flower herself.