my party

An important tradition my family celebrates from centuries ago and almost every Latin American likes to celebrate, is the catholic baptism. This happens when a new family member is born and is ready for some out side air and ready to look nice for a party. The whole family has to go to church well showered, well dressed and organised, o and with the baby, the baby has to have his parents and god perents holding him wile the priest announses his baptism, then he has to pour some kind of really cold water from a gold tray on to the baby's head, everthing stays quiet for a minuet or two and then the church part done, then everone from the church have to go to the party, not only cause its a party and people need to be there but the church is early in the morning and people are starving and they need to be at that party for the food. Getting tired and agsausted for one hour at church and then realising that there will be food waiting for you at home kind of makes you feel way better. Then all the family coming in sitting down, kind of not paying much attention at anything just chiling waiting for the food to come from the helpers, cant tell what they are serving from the seet but then breathing in it makes you kind of despret but can describe