Uncle Kenny and Aunt Erica are my godparents, which means that if my mom and dad aren't taking me to church like they're supposed to, then that is now the godparents responsibility to do that. That is quite interesting because Aunt Erica lives in Kansas City and Uncle Kenny has a tough time getting to church himself... so it might just be me, a bowl of cereal and George Stephanopolous on Sunday mornings.
One thing to note - I got baptized in a gown that is 112 years old and has been passed down through mom's family. My Great Grandpa Henry got baptized in the same gown more than 90 years ago, which is pretty sweet. Grandpa Henry is who they named the Oh Henry bar after. He was the youngest of sixteen brothers and sisters and Grandpa Henry was always getting in trouble, prompting his siblings to constantly shout, "Oh Henry!" The people from Mars caught wind of the family history and named the candy bar after him. That story is completely made up, but it flowed very naturally so I just kept going with it.
The story about the gown being 112 years old is not false at all; here's a shot of the gown.
Oh, and here's me with my grandparents and Great Grandma Muffy. Her real name is Mafalda Anita Bocelli, so as you can guess, she makes a mean spaghetti and meatballs.
Here's a shot of me going through the actual baptism ceremony with my godparents.
Here's a couple shots of me with mom and dad. As you'll see in the second photo, I'm sleeping in church. That's a little trick I learned from Papa and Uncle Kenny, infamous church sleepers; although I think they're a little more subtle about it than I am in that photo.
And lastly, this was a gift from Colin & Steph that I thought was hilarious so I wanted to share a picture with you. Not the most conventional baptism gift, but definitely the funniest.
