Baptism Sunday

Yesterday was a big day for Elsa. She was baptized during second service at our church, and then we went out to celebrate at the Brick Store (what is a baptism without a celebration toast at the Brick?) with my parents, who were in town for the weekend, as well as some of our good friends. Elsa did quite well considering she missed her long morning nap, though her schedule was all out of whack anyway because she woke up at 2:45 a.m. Sunday morning and then again (or maybe she never actually went back to sleep after I fed her and put her back down) at 3:45 a.m. Then she slept until about 8:00 a.m. and took another short nap before we left for church. She hung on until it was time for the baptism, of course. :) But, really, she only got really fussy when Matt, our dear friend and assistant pastor who performed the baptism, reclined her in his arms, and she's not a big fan of that position anyway. She fell asleep in my arms while at the Brick and then woke up toward the end and got quite fussy, but she was just overly tired at that point. She ended up taking over a three-hour nap that afternoon in her swing!

Despite any fussiness, it was a very special day for us as a family, and a good reminder that we, as parents, grandparents, and friends, all play a very important role in the lives of the children that grow up around us.