25.12.08

queen lucy the valiant


welcomed into our home
christmas morning


LUCY PEVENSIE RHONDEAU

one pound, seven ounces
nine inches
grandchild of a champion*

My brother has this look of wide eyes and open mouth that he reserves for moments of pure, abject terror. And while it doesn't show up all that often (you're a total stud, D), it sure got our holiday off to an exciting start.

He flung her across the floor, unknowing. "It's alive!!" he shouted, the be-ribboned tote dropping to his feet. I'm sure every pair of eyes matched his; us girls had no idea of the surprise mum + dad had planned. But our second's panic was replaced with an instant love---Lucy hardly had to prove her place in the family at all, winning hearts with the simplest nudge of a nose or a hesitant hop across the room. And while I think O would rather the rabbit not pee on her jeans---or her jacket or her face or her bed---this Mini Rex (Regina?) is here to stay.

Oh, Lu. We so love you.

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*pedigree chart upon request

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Splendid name choice. :)