So, we baptized Buddy.
As usual, we tried to fly in under the radar so I wouldn't have to cook food and host a party and we wouldn't make people feel obligate to drive all the way to us when it is a huge ordeal for us to return the favor. We kept to a small crew of my parents, Sam's parents and the herd. It was great.
I love Buddy's smile. He was so excited.
All went great, we were so happy Buddy decided he wanted to be baptized. The next day our first counselor called Buddy up to congratulate him on being baptized and he offered Bud the chance to sit on the stand. Now, I had known that was coming so I told him to decline and sit with me where there are snacks instead of sitting somewhere for an hour where he had to be reverent or else. Of course, when that moment came I was SO NERVOUS. Buddy was considering it, you could tell. Then he (and everyone on the stand) look at me and I shake my head and point to the seat by me. Buddy came right on down like a good boy and everyone on the stand had a good laugh. Crisis averted. Snacks for everyone!
I love my kids.