On Saturday, May 11th, Gabriel was baptized. My parents and Tim's mom were able to be in town, which was wonderful. Our pastor at St. Mark's, Fr. Humberto Palomino, baptized our son.
My Dad stood in for Gabriel's godfather, Fr. Emmanuel Taylor. My dear friend Susan (with whom I served on NET) is Gabriel's godmother. She lives in St. Paul so it's great that she will be able to see him often.
Gabriel cried vigorously the entire time, through Father's sermon and everything, up until the actual baptism. As soon as he was baptized, he fell asleep. He then slept through the car ride home and continued to sleep on Tim's shoulder through an hour of people talking at the party. This never happens!
Come to think of it, we've all been sleeping better since the baptism, and I have been feeling encouraged and happier.
Here are some recent shots from a trip to the park.
Notice how Gabriel is rearing his head back in the Moby carrier. This is what he does for the entire walk. He's actually not a big fan of the carrier. He is more interested in looking around than in being snuggled in. It works okay for walks but not for around the house.
We were looking for morels (mushrooms) but turns out this park is very swampy in the spring, as you can see here. This area has been dry the other times we've been here! I think it was the wrong kind of spot for morels, so no dice.
There were, however, many pitcher plants, and some gross little mushrooms, all black and inky. I will spare you a photo of those.
