A Child of God...

Marin was baptized on Sunday. It was such a special day! The ceremony was so beautiful, and she didn't cry one peep. (Even though Mommy kinda messed up feeding times, and she was due to eat right on the button when the ceremony started.) There were four other babies (all girls!) who were baptized with her, and none of them cried either. What good girls!

Jason and I chose my brother, Jake, to be Marin's godfather, and our friend, Mika, to be her godmother. We are so honored to have them as her godparents. We know that Jake will not only protect Marin, but will teach her all about kindness, by example. He and Marin will also probably have a lot of laughs along the way. And we know that Mika will not only be a fabulous leader in the way of faith, but will also teach Marin all about the important value of friendship and the virtue of family. What a lucky little lady to have these, and many other important role models in her life!

Marin was baptized at Old St. Pat's. It is the oldest public building in Chicago. It is a gorgeous church, and it was a perfect day. We feel so lucky to have had so many friends and family that were able to celebrate with us. And afterwards, we had about 40 people back to our home for a party. It was unorganized chaos with all of those people in our small space, but it worked. Jason made his famous pork loin, and we made some sides. My mom was a huge help by making food as well, and my Grandma Martin, at 91, insisted on making 3 kinds of cookies from scratch. There were at least 10 dozen of them! Marin was happy as can be to get passed from person to person all day long. She is so loved, and we are so grateful.

It was a day for the history books- or at least her baby book. I can't wait to tell Marin all about it someday. Our little Angel.