Growing up with Catholic parents, we were taught the values and ways of being, well, Catholics. And being Catholic means that one has to go through Baptism. It's like, rights of passage. A sort of, welcome to the Christian world.
And so it was Jakjak's turn. The thing is, baptisms have been affiliated with big parties, kilometer long banquets, 100+ guest lists and booze. Unfortunately, going this route will easily ramp up my current deficit by three fold. On the other hand, we did skimp on 'extravagance' once before in our life. Our super-secret wedding, so to speak, was reserved for a strict number of guests. So we figured that perhaps this one, for Jakjak's sake, we would give it a bit of a stretch.
Of course, we still wised up and kept spending to a minimum. But even so, we did what we could to keep everything in check. We managed to get the guest list done, making sure we got people we knew very well and would make great friends for Jakjak. We managed to rent out a place that is good for a reception, not flashy, not cheap, and yet was big enough to accommodate our guest list. We managed to trim down cost of the food and amenities by asking relatives for their 'gifts'. We also trimmed down expenses on give aways by making them ourselves. In short, we had an enriching event without being poorer (not by much anyway).
And so it was that Jakjak had been welcomed to the Roman Catholic world. With a little help from mummy, daddy, his grandparents, his aunts and uncles and a few close relatives. But he is here, for whatever reason, because of Him. And for that, we are truly grateful.
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