Alex joins the church

Last Sunday, Alex followed in Ashton's footsteps and was welcomed into the Catholic faith. While it was important to us that he be baptized, this does not mean we go to church. The idea of Ashton sitting still in a quiet, reverent environment for an hour is enough to send me to the liquor store. Frankly, I fretted about it all week. Would he yell "MOMMY! Why he putting water on Allyex HEAD?" from across the pews? Would he try and rip pages out of the Psalm books? Turns out, he was totally into it and with a little help from Grandpa, completely and utterly behaved himself. But guess who didn't? Yep, Alex. He fussed the entire time, twisted in my arms, cried and was generally a pill. The 1:30 pm ceremony was past his nap so by the end, he was toast and the only baby of the 6 to lose his cool. As in, wail his head off. So this was the nicest picture we got (with Grandma and Grandpa):

Alex wore the same outfit that Ashton wore, which is the same outfit that Jason wore! As well as Uncle Chris and cousin Owen, so it's a wonderful tradition. Grandma did the honors and got him dressed.

The hat and the shoes were laughably small so we skipped those, attempted a family photo (this is truly the only one where Ashton wasn't making a fish-face),

And were off to the church, St Patrick's in Watertown which is just down the street. We've never set foot in there but luckily it didn't matter ;) The priest was great, he knocked the ceremony out in 30 minutes flat with 6 babies to baptize. He asked that no pictures be taken except during the actual christening. Poppy was there to photograph, Kari and Ben were the godparents, and we got our token memories :)

So, as one of God's newest children, all of Alex's sins have been washed away. Not that he had any :)