Stephanie and Ranger still belong to Janet.
Though Stephanie and I aren't religious beyond a perfunctory prayer to God that the other stays alive during a job, my parents - as well as hers - are frequent church-goers. So after a thirty-minute discussion over the course of Olivia's bathtime and bedtime, we decided that she'd be christened at my family's church in Newark.
Steph's thinking is that it can't hurt for Olive to have 'a different type of backup'.
"But if she doesn't want any part of it when she's big enough to dig her heels in," she said, recalling her mother's demanding Sunday morning voice, "we aren't making her. No one is forcing our kid to do anything she doesn't want to ... except for us when we have to get her up for school."
That was fine by me. And our parents breathed a collective sigh of relief on Olivia's behalf ... at least her soul they have a chance of saving.
