Emily's Baptism

We had Emily Baptised on Sunday, January 11, 2009. There is not a lot I can say about it, except it was pretty emotional for me. Emily was created within the bounds of love and wedlock and her birth was the answer to one of my most fervent prayers, so I was so happy to dedicate her to the Lord that made her possible. She looked absolutely adorable in her white gown and bonnet. After mass, we had a just a small little ceremony here at home where she received a few gifts to mark her special day.

Just a thought...as parents we celebrate every milestone our baby reaches. We are ecstatic when he/she rolls over, gets a new tooth or takes a first step. We rejoice when we receive good health reports at the never-ending checkups and we breath a sigh of relief when our babies make through their first little illnesses. Since I am not Catholic, before I never really understood the purpose of "Baptism parties"...but now I do. Since we celebrate every other element of our babies lives, why shouldn't we celebrate the beginning of our child's journey to know Christ? Answer- we should and I'm glad we did!

Christmas and New Years

Boy!! The holidays were a whirlwind of fun! Christmas Eve we went Grandma Bonnie's to the annual party and Emily got to meet her Aunt Judy and Uncle Steve for the first time. She also sampled her first ginger ale and sherbert punch - just a little on her pacie! After we got home, Santa came!! Emily got to open her stocking that morning, but the rest of the presents waited until we were home again that night. Then we went back to Grandma Bonnie's for more presents. Then to Grandma Ruthie's for more presents. The to Papaw's for more presents. Then to Mamaw and Granddaddy's for more presents. Then finally home for more presents. Our little girl is quite possibly the most spoiled baby in the country. Well, I shouldn't say spoiled - let's say loved!!

New Year's was a quiet affair. We went to Grandma Bonnie's like we do every year, but we didn't get to play all the board games like we usually do...I hate to admit it, but I fell asleep on the couch at 10pm. Yes - I am Mommy, so I am tired. Daddy did wake me up about 5 minutes till midnight so we could watch the countdown together. Emily slept through it all - thank goodness. Kerry wanted to wake her up for the countdown, but I said, "NEVER wake a sleeping baby!" We went home right after midnight and slept in til 5am...guess even all the "partying" didn't make Emily want to sleep any later!