
So, who would've thought that a baby's idea of a good time was going to church and being dunked in a bowl of water? Apparently, this was baby Jack's dream day, because he was giggling, squealing, and smiling through the entire baptism.
Matt and I were recently given the honor of becoming God-parents to our youngest nephew, Jackson! Matt was so completely surprised when I told him that all he could say for about two minutes was, "Wow!" As many of you know, we aren't really big church goers, but no worries! We have the moral guidance thing down! I'll be crushed if he ends up to be a republican, though!

I will say that Drew had a tough time dealing with "Jack's Day." He is always such a good big brother, but I think that all the attention just got to him. When we were at the church he hit Jackson. Could've been worse... When I was a baby, Joe bit me. I guess all siblings go through that stage! And I don't hold grudges anymore against Joe... often.