It’s Lucia Day today, and Lydia fulfilled her Lucia duties admirably this morning by waking me with a tray of saffron bread and fresh-brewed coffee. She came into the bedroom dressed in her white dress and red sash, with a crown of (elecric) candles adorning her head, and sang the Lucia song for me. She got herself up and got everything ready without any help (okay, I made the bread last night and also set up the coffee maker so that the only thing she had to do this morning was turn it on and wait for it to brew, but the rest was all her doing). Olof and Tage had already gotten up and gone downstairs, so Lydia and I had a nice morning cuddled up in bed and talking while we enjoyed our Lucia breakfast. I can’t believe how grown-up she is.