Sealed by the Spirit

We took Chandler home to Arkansas to be baptized surrounded by family and friends, the best way to do it, in my opinion. (Plus, the church we attend here in Boston wanted the godparents to be weekly church attendees - we aren't even weekly church attendees.)  After a very extended, unscheduled stay in the Chicago airport, the visit went off without a hitch.  The hardest part of the day was getting Chandler into her baptismal gown.  She didn't cooperate, but she did have a good time.

Here, Godmother Auntie Lindsay, you hold her.

The service flew by; Chandler was a champ and even slept for a bit.  Afterwards, Mimi and Sir hosted lunch for the family and close friends - a cozy get-together for twenty-one. Chandler and her grandmother look good together, don't they?

This here is Auntie Beth, maker of the baptismal gown.  She's got mad skills.  I keep waiting for her to retire and dedicate her time to sewing, cooking, writing, acting (yes, she does all these) or another artistic pursuit that strikes her fancy. 

Getting all the key players in a photo was a bit of an undertaking, but we did all manage to be in the same place at the same time long enough for one photo.  Here's the star of the show with her parents and godparents, Lindsay and Todd.