Mark 10: 13-16
And they were bringing children to him that he might touch them, and the disciples rebuked them. But when Jesus saw it, he was indignant and said to them, “Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.” And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them.
Monsignor Gracz discussed the passage above at Q man’s baptism yesterday. It’s the perfect passage when performing the Rite of Baptism and brought sweet, sweet tears to my eyes. And husband’s. The service was intimate with immediate family only, plus Jason, the godfather, and his girlfriend, Jen.
Leading up to the baptism were a busy several days.
The festivities began with picking up Aunt Katie from Marta on Thursday morning. She arrived on the red eye from Los Angeles and got to our house around 9:30. Tired, but happy to be home and see little mister and Q man, she managed to muster enough strength to play with them until I got her out to Marietta. At that point I assume she crashed for a bit.
Here are a few of the weekend highlights.
Friday morning I took the boys to Leapin’ Lizard so little mister could burn off some steam before all the chaos of the weekend began.
My sister and brother-in-law arrived later on Friday. Laura is always happy to see the kids and was quick to grab them for some love.
And yes, little mister is eating peanut butter from the jar. Note to self – get him a jar of his own….
Friday dinner at Everybody’s Pizza with Husband, Jason (the godfather) and Jen
Grand Dad and a very tired Q man
and big brother
Saturday night Braves game that, thankfully, cooled down to a tolerable temperature once the sun went down.
And Sunday breakfast at Radial Cafe, or Pancakes House as little mister lovingly calls it, with Grand Dad and KK