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last weekend my family went to mass together, and then celebrated the baptism of my cousin Zoe's, new baby Lucy. i happily get to be the sweet new baby's godmother, and the day was great. baby Lucy was tranquil and calm and wide awake during the entire ceremony which was very sweet.
the highlight for me though came after the ceremony. my little niece Quinn had spent most of the baptism with her eyes glued on the priest who was wearing very colorful, shiny robes. on our way out the door, Quinn (who at 4 years old, already has a keen eye for fashion) stopped and looked up at the priest, pulled on the hem of his robes until she had his attention, leaned in to him and said, "that is a GREAT outfit!"
the highlight for me though came after the ceremony. my little niece Quinn had spent most of the baptism with her eyes glued on the priest who was wearing very colorful, shiny robes. on our way out the door, Quinn (who at 4 years old, already has a keen eye for fashion) stopped and looked up at the priest, pulled on the hem of his robes until she had his attention, leaned in to him and said, "that is a GREAT outfit!"