Baptism

I felt sad and depressed all day long of "the big baptism day." I don't know why.. maybe because my first baby is growing up too fast, maybe because i was feeling old, or maybe just because it was my first baptism and i was feeling nervous and overwhelmed! Whatever the reason, the feeling disappeared as we arrived at the church. It was such a perfect baptism and couldn't have gone any better! Then we had friends for pizza and cake afterwards. After all the party and fun, Jamison said, "This is the best day EVER". I was afraid to ask him what was his favorite part because I thought he would say the party, but I asked him anyways. He said his favorite part was getting baptized and then his second favorite part was getting confirmed! I was so proud. Then we started talking about how he now needs to repent. He asked "what if you are standing up in the back of the truck? Do I need to repent for that" (I am assuming he was doing that on the way home from the party). I told him he didn't have to repent for that, and he seemed to be relieved he was still "perfect". It really was the best day EVER!