Olivia's mom, Evangeline, called me while she was hunting for a photographer for Olivia's baptism, and I'll admit, after years of shooting weddings, I wasn't entirely sure what I was walking into. Turned out to be the good kind of unprepared: I got nearly unrestricted access to the entire sanctuary, with only the vaguest instructions on what not to do. For a photographer, that kind of access is basically a sideline pass to a pro football game, minus the risk of getting run over.
In the few hours I spent with Olivia, her parents Evangeline and Neal, and the wall of friends and family who showed up to celebrate her, one thing was obvious: this kid is going to grow up completely surrounded by people who adore her. Don't just take my word for it, either — the video slideshow tells the story better than I can.