Baptisms – I love ’em.
I’m surrounded by married friends who have kids, and I love these kids like my own nieces and nephews. Edward is one of my little “nephews,” and he’s just a ball of joy. The cheeks you just want to squeeze all day aside, he’s a low-key baby; doesn’t make a lot of noise, but seems to have some sort of smirk each time you glance at him.
He didn’t cry when the holy water was poured over his head, only looking at his parents in confusion after. Towards the end of the ceremony, all the babies who were just baptized, were raised, like Simba over Pride Rock. It was a sort of welcoming into God’s family, officially.