When we scheduled Patrick's baptism, we thought he'd be about four weeks old at his baptism. That seemed like a good age, as I'm the kind of person who prefers not to delay baptism. Since Patrick ended up being 11 days late, he was only two weeks at his baptism. That was fine by me, but admittedly a bit awkward as we ended up having to invite people to the baptism before he'd been born. A couple of our guests even joked it was the first time they'd been invited to an unborn baby's baptism. Anyway, it all worked out in the end, although at one point during the ceremony Maia decided that she and Eva should run off to the side of the Church by themselves. Neither Jeff nor I could chase them since we were standing up in the front. Fortunately our neighbor Anna was there, and she caught them for us.