The bris happened without issue this morning, though oddly we somehow managed to get not a single picture of the event.
Kvater was perfomed by our friends Shimon and Rochel Riss.
Kisay shell eliyahu was done by my brother-in-law Mark Galec. He also stayed on hand to give the baby sugar water and wine.
The sandek was my brother-in-law Jonathan Kepets who came in from NY the night before.
Rabbi Rosenberg and Rabbi Block did a round robin on the naming brochot.
And the baby's name is:
Aryeh Asher Bierman
The Aryeh if for my Mother's Father. He was named Yehuda, but so is my wife's father and my father-in-law is still alive. The name Aryeh (Lion) is derived from a pasuk in tanach, in which Yaakov blesses his son Yehuda, comparing him to a lion and so can be reasonably used as an alternative.
The second name means happiness (or some version of the word happy depending on exact translation bias) and is the name of my Father's Father.
I have fond memories of both my grandfathers.
Thank God, Aryeh is dong just fine.