Entering the waters

Now introducing the newest member of
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints!

We drove back to California for Billy's baptism, and it was worth every mile! He was baptized in the same font I was when I turned eight. I still can't believe I have an eight-year old who can make such big and important decisions. It was a wonderful event to witness--an event made even more special because we were able to share it with our family and friends!

Before "the plunge!"

"Suffer the little children to come unto me,
and forbid them not:
for of such is the kingdom of God."
Mark 10:14


Birthday boys... Billy & my grandfather share the same birthday, only 82 years apart. I remember, like it was yesterday, when Grandpa came to visit Billy & me in the hospital just a few short hours after his birth.

Look who's six months

He's eating, cooing "da-da-da," drooling like a mad dog, and slapping chubby-fisted rhythms on the kitchen table, but do you think he could sleep through the night without needing a little Mama time? Not a chance--and I love him all the same! Babyhood goes too fast.