My New Nephew, Easter Baby Braxton! (And My Day Today)

I finally got to hold my new baby nephew today. 

He laughed, slept, pooed, and cooed while Uncle Dennis held him and tried to burp him.  What a joy! 

And look at that hair!

Tove Ann holding Baby Braxton

 

 

Baby's first "Sunday best" clothes

Welcome, Baby Braxton!  We love you!

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Here was my day before seeing my little Easter nephew:

I assisted as deacon at the 8am Mass.  We had no choir today, so I sang some parts that I could. 

Then, I attended the 10am Mass with my family.  My eldest son served as an altar boy.  I had to take two of my daughters out for a while during Mass. 

After Mass, I spoke with someone about how to call Catholics who think they can be Freemasons-and-Catholics at the same to conversion.  Freemasonry has satanic roots, and the family tree is cursed to the 3rd generation.  Freemasonry needs to be renounced.  One cannot be simultaneously a Freemason and Catholic in good standing-- you cannot serve God and mammon. 

[A Freemason one day approached the saintly Padre Pio.  The priest said to the Freemason, "What is the purpose of Freemasonry?"  The Freemason replied, "...to destroy the Church on the political front."  Then, Padre Pio put his arm around the Freemason and said, "Let me talk to you about the Parable of the Prodigal Son."  The Freemason eventually renounced the satanic Freemasons and returned to the Catholic Church.]

I spoke to a handful of people this morning about filing annulments to put their marriages in good standing with the Church. 

'Had an informal get-together with some families with kids at a park.  It was a welcome respite.

Here are some photos and a video:

 

(my godson, Little Brother Francis, and his mom, Maureen)

I forgot to take a picture of me and my Confirmation goddaughter, Lauren.  I wish I had.

This was a last minute, informal gathering. 

Hopefully, these kids will see this when they get older and remember their Catholic roots.

We sang "Happy Birthday" to Baby Pia Merced, who was miscarried in 2015.  It would have been her birthday today.  I blogged about it previously HERE.  We made sure singing was okay with the Lorica's.  Here's the video:

Then, we headed over to Rachel's to see Baby Braxton.  (Pictures above.)

As I think of it, we were a married family ministering to married families.... and also being enriched by them.

Now, it's late into the night.  I quickly slapped a few pictures together for this blog.  But I gotta go. 

I hope you enjoyed the blog!