The day of our Chrismation
happened in mid-September (we are just now getting our pics back) on the feast of "The Elevation of the Cross." Much like our wedding day, highly anticipated yet barely remembered, it flew by with lighting speed and was laden with emotion. My mother in law Robin was also Chrismated with us which was an honor.
We were also quite blessed by our choice of God parents for all of our children. Ella's God mother Shannon is an old friend from college whose husband Eric happens to be my husband's best friend! Wyatt and Titus' God parent's are Matthew and Catherine Namee. Dear "cradle" Orthodox friends who've taught us so much about the faith. They've all been an excellent role model for our children and we were delighted they were able to share in our blessed day.
Though I wish I could remember the holiest of moments in which we became Orthodox, there are other memories that stopped time and had us rolling on the floor...
Such as:
When we discovered that the hot water wasn't working in the baptismal fount (Luckily, only the kids had to endure this. Isn't that cruel of me to say so?)...
When we then discovered the plug released on it's own in the baptismal fount. When this was discovered, we had to race to get the kids undressed and baptised before the water was completely gone!
The grimace on Father Paul's face as he tried to dip our naked boys in the very low, cold pool of water...
When my sponsor Traci's wax catcher on her candle caught fire creating a huge flame...
And finally, twenty or so of our closest friends gathered around a table eating Pad Thai.
What a blessed day!
