Family heirlooms are such a precious gift. My family roots on both sides are humble – from the hills and farms of Illinois and West Virginia and entrenched in Texas history (DRT? yes. DAR? yes.). My original America-bound ancestors hailed from England, Germany, and Ireland (I’ve got the German eyebrows and black Irish coloring to prove it!).
There aren’t many long standing heirlooms in my immediate family that go back more than three generations. My mother has a bowl that was a wedding present to her maternal grandmother. My Aunt has a camera that belonged to her paternal grandfather.
One of the MOST cherished heirlooms in my family is the 150 year old Christening gown that just about every child in our family has worn to been baptized. Jojo and I tried to do the math and figure out how may babies had worn that gown and we figure that Petit is probably around the thirtieth baby. It was a special addition to an incredibly meaningful day.
We’re so thankful that our large extended family could be there to witness the personal and poignant ceremony. Father Kevin did a wonderful job (his thick Irish accent makes everything sound wonderful, though!) and FMG’s family was able to travel and spend a few days with us after soaking up precious time with Petit. A huge, gigantic, amazing special thanks to Misha of Hello, Misha and Rock Candy Studios for (most) of the pictures.