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A Baptism

Mary Therese was welcomed into the Christian Community on October 3, 2010. I am just now sitting down to write about it. We were so blessed to have so many members of our family join us for her Baptism. My sister and her 2 daughters came for the weekend. Tony's mom, his brother Jim and his daughter, and his sister Leah and her husband all drove down early Sunday morning to join us. But best of all, Sophie flew in from college!

The gown she wore is fast becoming a family heirloom! My mother had each of us baptized in this delicate white gown. All my children have also worn the gown, as well as most of my sisters' children. I love traditions!

Therese also wore something new--beautiful crocheted booties--a gift from her Aunt Suzy. Suzy also gave her the cutest bloomers to wear underneath, though you can't see those in the picture!

My parents are Therese's godparents, though they could not be with us. Sophie and my brother-in-law stood in for them.

Our priest had such beautiful words for us during the baptism. The point he repeatedly made was that raising a child to be a faithful Catholic is not a task to be taken lightly. This is serious stuff. And I believe him whole-heartedly.


Look at that face! I think she knows what a great day this is and her little heart is so happy.


My oldest meeting the youngest! It was such a tender moment.


Thank you, God, for this most precious gift!





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  1. GardeniaOctober 20, 2010 at 12:59 PM

    yes, a beautiful gift from God. blessings to you and Therese.

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  2. ElisaOctober 23, 2010 at 8:39 AM

    Oh my goodness...I just adore that picture of her on the pew. What an adorable little girl..and I love the name =)

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