The crosses purchased for each of us by our godparents have been blessed by Fr. George and before we officially enter the church, they each put them on for us. I felt just terrible when Adelaide's godmother missed this part as she was on an emergency errand for us that in hindsight wasn't really all that important. We recreated the moment later, though.
Funny story. See that ginormous one on the left? That's Erik's. He went big and asked for the Russian baptismal cross. Adelaide saw it on him later and commented that Daddy's cross was fat. She waited a brief moment before adding that that was okay, though, because Daddy was fat too. She calls it like she sees it I guess.
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