So we survived the weekend. We got the house in shape, finally picked a menu and the baptism went off without a hitch. Now her side of the family is satisfied that he won't be going to hell (or limbo or wherever those crazy Catholics think they go [you'd think I'd know this working at a Catholic publishing house]). My side of the family is a little less serious about it, but they were happy that we all got together.
An update on the shot front. . . 2 of the 4 shots bruised! We don't like the nurse that did them. She did them last time too. He bled and bruised and it's sad.