Baptism

We had a wonderful weekend east of the mountains. Mary's baptism was beautiful. The whole sermon was written around it. We were surrounded by family. Aunt Sara and Uncle Ben drove out from Seattle to be Mary's sponsors. The pastor was wonderful and everyone was touched. Mary slept through the whole thing.

We returned home little fatter and a little wiser. Great Grandma Norma stuffed us to the gills, then sent us home with more food. She also told us a fail-proof way to cure baby constipation: stick a little ivory soap up the butt. Man, oh man, did that work well!