May 13, 2007

• There was a baptism today in church.  During the prayer afterward, Isaac leaned over and said, “That’s fifteen.”  “Fifteen what?”  “Fifteen baptisms in a row with no crying babies.”

  Ah.

  I didn’t realize he’d been keeping track.

  I did wonder, though–two baptisms ago, we had a daughter and father baptized on the same day.  The father had discovered only during the preparation for his daughter’s baptism that he had not, as he had thought, been baptized as an infant, but had been dedicated.  So, he and his daughter were baptized at the same time.

  He cried.  (The daughter just looked puzzled.)

  So I wondered how that fit into Isaac’s scheme.  Does an adult baptism count as a baptism in his mind?  I hope so–I hope the fact that we see them so rarely at our church doesn’t make him think that it’s not normal.

  Sunday Question of the Day: When was the last time you saw an infant baptism?  Did the baby cry?

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  Being pregnant on Mother’s Day is kinda funny.  Everybody wishes you a Happy Mother’s Day.  Everybody.  And unless your older children are with you, they all apparently assume that this is your first.

  Actually, that may have something to do with my age relative to the average age of first pregnancy among people of my educational and socio-economic level: I’m now in the “normal” range, according to my demographic.  Ten years after my first pregnancy.

  When Isaac was in pre-school,  I had a hard time convincing the teachers that I was not the nanny.  Even though I was over twenty-five.  Well, to be fair, there was a slightly different socio-economic level at work at that pre-school.  Ahem.

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