Emma and Gregory are going to be baptized tomorrow!  Emma and I are very excited about it, and we’ve been looking forward to it for quite some time.  I ended up asking a friend from my homeschool group to be their godmother, and I’m really pleased that I did.

A surprising number of my family are coming to this baptism, which I did not expect.  I didn’t expect it because I’m the only Catholic around, and practically the only Christian in my family as well.  Everyone else is either there because they have to be (like Matt) or because they view it as some sort of rite of passage like a graduation, and they want to be there because of their affection for the children.  My family is the type that, by and large, would feel the same about going to this baptism as they would about going to a pagan naming ceremony where I was dedicating my children to Gaia or something.  (Some of my family would probably prefer attending the latter!)  I have a hard time understanding this, since I would not do the same.  I suppose it is best not to focus on this though and be glad that they’ll be with us on this day, no matter what their motivation.  But still, I can’t help being a little sad and a little wistful about it all.  There are times when I very much envy those of you in Christian marriages and Christian families.  I hope you appreciate what you have!