Where christening photos normally end up
A christening lasts twenty minutes and is photographed from every pew. Grandma takes the gown — often the same one an uncle wore in 1961 — the godfather films the water going on, an aunt lines everybody up on the steps outside, and at lunch somebody catches the child meeting icing for the first time. Then those pictures go to a dozen phones and two family group chats, and the people who took the best ones are precisely the ones who send photographs one at a time, if at all.
It is the same day under different names — a christening or baptism in church, a naming ceremony with a celebrant in the UK and Ireland, a naming day in Australia — and the photos behave the same way: a short ceremony, the family lined up outside, a long lunch, and everything on the guests’ phones.
Whatever replaces that has to be something no one needs to be taught. You print a code, stand it by the cake, and guests scan it with the camera they already have open. The upload page opens in the browser, they pick what they shot, and they type a name once so the gallery knows who is who. The guests who usually drop out of digital collection take part like everybody else, which is the entire point of a christening photo page.
Nothing is public. Guest pages are kept out of search engines and posted nowhere; the gallery opens only for people you handed the code to, and if you want a further door you can set a PIN code as well. Everyone with the code sees the same pictures, which is what makes it feel like a family album rather than a drop box — while the private host page stays yours alone, for managing the event and taking the whole day down in one archive.