She was sound asleep in her little swing, and no amount of noise seemed to endanger her peaceful slumber. Her little hands were folded in front of her and just like that, I was putty…again…and each time after that when I see her precious face. My niece, Lorelai, was baptized this past summer and I received the awesome honor to be one of her godparents.
The ceremony was held at St. Brendan and presided over by Father Ken, the same beautiful church where Lorelai’s parents were married and the same hilarious priest who married them just a few short years ago. Since I was part of the ceremony, I couldn’t take very many pictures, so Auntie Bev was kind enough to take over.
Lorelai was awake for the entire baptism and we didn’t hear one peep from her. No crying and no fussiness whatsoever. She sat there in her Dad’s arms, seemingly listening to everything Fr. Ken was saying, keeping calm and quiet when the water was poured over her head, and she continued to be so until the ceremony was over. After about half an hour, Matt and Rochelle had a newly baptized baby daughter and us very proud godparents had another blessing in our adorable, angel of a goddaughter.