Baptism of Our Lord

was a great joy last night and this morning.  The Bells of St. Paul and Pat on piano played a beautiful setting of Dix.  We got to baptize August Paul into the holy faith and bless the new image of St. Paul that graces the nave.  Came home and ate breakfast - Cindi made bacon and sausage and eggs, and we had all the kids home, except for Dean.  Then Lauren, Cindi and I helped move Bekah to her new apartment on campus.  It already feels entirely too quiet around here!  Came home, changed the paraments back to green, taught Catechesis and afterwards prepared bulletin for next Sunday to ship to Carlo and Joanie.  I *think* that means the rest of the evening is free - provided the phone does ring! And I could use a quiet evening after last night:  sometime after 3 a.m. we were awakened by a loud thunk and we looked out the window only to see headlights heading STRAIGHT toward the house.  Fortunately, the driver stopped just shy of the clothes line (a matter of feet from our and Bekah's bedrooms).  They got themselves together and drove off.  We went out to examine the damage this morning - half of a bush is gone and there are tracks through the whole yard and the ditch.  It was not a peaceful way to be awakened for Sunday - and, of course, we had trouble getting back to sleep...until just before the alarm went off!