Brain Delay

While saying prayers with the kids tonight, I screwed up. We were running down the "God blesses," by family, as we always do, when suddenly a collective gasp rose up from my children. "Mom!" they all yelled. And I knew it right then. It was too late-- but I did catch myself. I had forgotten Lucia:

"...God bless Grandma and Grandpa P., God bless Gua, God bless Auntie Lisa, God bless Uncle Teddy and Auntie Kristin, God bless Auntie Ellen and Uncle Terry, God bless Kazmer and Solomon and Oliver..." I didn't even revert to, "God bless the baby in Auntie's tummy," as had been the custom for, well, about nine months. I just blew right by my three-week old niece:

Sorry, Lucia, I've been kind of preoccupied. Don't worry, though. Your cousins stuck up for you and set me straight. You are one beloved baby:

A grievous error, I know... Still, I'm not putting it on par with forgetting my child at home and leaving alone to go coach her basketball team.