Baptism without naps

So, I was raised Catholic. Adam and I aren't currently attending a Catholic church but part of me just can't let go of the Baptism. Luckily, Adam knew he was marrying a Catholic, and girl who had opinions. But, this Baptism was special. See, when H was Baptized he was 8 months old and had a routine. This time around we were smart, we decided to do it at a younger age so the baby wouldn't be screaming and I wouldn't have to bounce her high in the air the entire mass (which I did with H, and in fact my friend could see his head from the back pews). I was wrong.

So this is how it all went down... First of all is was a perfect weekend, my cousin and her family came in town, I got the cake, we went to the park... WARNING. Then the kids started getting dirty, at lunch nobody expect the adults were nodding off, MB needed shoes.

We deliver the cake to my mom's. I cracked the cake and got really peeved. IT WAS AN AWESOME CAKE!!! Then we arrive at church right on time, only to realized that the priest is the new guy, and when I say new I mean he has NEVER been in the building before. (his handler showed him the baptismal font) Luckily, the Priest has a good sense of humor, he comments on MB's height confusing her with a child.

We go take our seats in the first row, me & my family. MB & hers. Age ranges from 8-3 months. Well, B wants her bottle 5 mins into mass (which Adam's is thinking too soon), the priest comes and asks us our purpose, she screams, he laughs. My cousin's child spits up water he hasn't swallowed all over the Godmother, B then spits up all down my side, then poos so loud it is heard, the priest is all confused, MB's kids start begging not to go home, the kids run around the font because they see themselves on the screen, the priest is yelled at by his handler at the font, (in a mic no less), H decides to wear B's bow yelling his classic, "NO ME." Mass then continues so long Adam is worried about the pizza being delivered in 10 minutes. Afterwards mom begins asking all baout pictures, to which i reply, "No, mom the pizza is being delivered to your house in 5 minutes LEAVE." She then wants to discuss if we are picking them up or they are being delivered, luckily dad heard me and said "Linda let's go!"

Luckily the Priest was the same type of mess we were, but human and funny enough that our disastrous behavior and laughing made no difference.

So she's Baptised and she looked pretty and it was fun. Now the story is probably better when I say it out loud since I talk with my hands so if you see me I can tell you in person!