Baby Boy's Baptism Bash

We traveled back to the Land of Oz this week to visit family and have Little Bit baptized. Ry's childhood pastor, who also married us and baptized T, performed the ceremony. We absolutely love Pastor R and it was lovely being back in the church.

Little Bit, true to form, was in good spirits as long as I was holding him.

And a crying mess whenever anyone else did. Pastor took it well, and told us that the crying meant that "it worked." I'm sure he's baptized hundreds, if not thousands of babies. At least mine only cried when I wasn't holding him.

And here's the whole happy family.

Little Bit gave out lots of smiles and a few giggles. He and his big brother charmed everyone around.

T also got to continue his birthday celebration for the better part of the week. His Neena got him what may be the coolest raincoat and wellies ever invented. Yes, they are dinosaur themed, and yes, those are dino spikes on the arms. He wanted to wear the wellies everywhere. We had to convince him that sneakers were better for the playground.

Little Bit got to meet his Great Mummu, Great Papa and Great Grandma this trip. He's a lucky guy.

He also got to hang with his newest friend, M.J. She's just 8 weeks younger than him, but he still looks like a giant next to her.

No party is complete without dinosaurs stuck to the ceiling. Lala took it all in stride and didn't once look like she wanted to toss us in the nut house.

Little Bit and Neena, in one of the rare moments when he let someone else hold him.

It was a wonderful trip and I'm already missing my family. As T would say ... "Boo, hoo, hoo."