V was baptized last weekend. The deacon explained that it's a type of exorcism (first time hearing that for both of us) and I think it may have worked -- she's ditched the 4 AM wake-ups for the week! I also got a 40-minute, not-on-me nap today. Glorious!
We were lucky enough to have my baptism gown and a blanket my mother made for me to use for her, but no shoes. I had been considering just popping some white tights on her and calling it good, but realized that my crafting skills should be good for something, so I crocheted her some booties. I used some ancient Lion Brand Pound of Love that was taking up space in my stash and buttons from a dress that I don't like much anymore that was missing a button anyway, and made shoes. It felt pretty powerful to go from no shoes to shoes in one day using only things found around my house. Just call me MacGyver.
How cute are those? And at this point I'm starting to think I might be a crocheter. Those involved lots of stitches that were new to me and it was NBD. I even modified the pattern to fit her feet, on the fly, and did so correctly! Plus, so pretty on!
(with Oma, Grandpa, and cousin Noelle)
Yes, her pacifier was in her mouth for all of the pictures. It was there for the entire ceremony because she slept! And was quiet! The whole time! I was not changing anything. As evidenced by my arm pain the rest of the day from barely moving. We were also lucky enough to have gorgeous weather, so we got to enjoy the rooftop views at our party. It was a really special day.
Plus, we're now demon-free.