As we walked up the stairs into the church, a priest blessed us and our greens with sprays of ice cold holy water. He is the gray bearded one to the right in the crush of people making their way up the stairs.
As usual, I wore Gabriel in my Beco carrier. Although it was a 70 degree day I was thoroughly chastised by a number of people for dressing him in a short-sleeved shirt and - gasp - no hat. This is not the best photo of me but you can see to my right a lady expressing her distaste at the way I chose to clothe my son. He is pretty cute, isn't he?