when i started blogging, i was a little nervous about using the boys' real names with all of the blogosphere. it's probably not a big deal but i'm a little paranoid like that. so we used the boys' nicknames instead, which just happened to be foodie names. burrito's name came about because it rhymes with another nickname we have for him. noodle's nickname was coined after the way his body was always so limp when wrestling with john as a toddler.
so naturally when we found out we were having another baby and that this baby was a boy, we almost immediately started brainstorming a blog name for him. it was fun to announce his real name here on the blog when we finally decided on one (it's tough when you already have 2 boys with great names!) but from here on out, my paranoid self would prefer an inconspicuous nickname.
well, here's the story of his new foodie name:
we were sitting at the table one night eating a meal that someone so graciously brought to us (this is a HUGE blessing after having a baby!) and it was of the mexican food variety, our favorite! noodle was reading the bag of tortilla chips and accidentally read "silas" when the actual word was "salsa." i immediately yelled, "that's it!" it really is perfect...it is spelled almost the same way and this baby has most definitely added some spice to our life (and continues to do so!).
so silas' new foodie name is now salsa!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
2 months old!
your favorite place is the diaper changing pad (of all places!). you've outgrown many of your newborn onesies and footed jammies. you can get your left fist into your mouth and noodle is so excited thinking you might be a leftie like him. we will see. you finally like your play gym and you will bat at the toys hanging from it. you still don't like your carseat but now you only scream 50% of the time instead of 100%. you like going for walks in the jogging stroller. you still get up once (mostly) in the night for a snack but i am hoping that soon we will both be sleeping through the night.
time is going by way too quickly and yet i am eager to see what this next month of life with you holds. we love you so much baby boy!
happy 8th birthday to my noodle
noodle today you are 8 years old. as the years fly by, i grow more and more enamored with your sweet, sensitive spirit. you are going to be one great husband and daddy, i am sure of it. as i think about who God has made you to be, these are some of my favorite things about you:
you like to sleep (like your mom) and you are not a morning person (like your mom)
you are naturally athletic and love all sports
you are still a game lover and if there was a choice of doing anything in the world, you would say "let's play a game!"
you love animals, video games and legos
you are a great student and you are disappointed when you make a 97 on an assignment
you are friends with everyone
you still like to "check in" with us when you are off doing something fun
you have big blue eyes with long eyelashes
you are a lover and you always snuggle up next to me on the couch
you have an infectious, high-pitched laugh
we had fun celebrating your birthday with you (a little early) this year. we celebrated with my family on sunday, complete with a pinata, a football toss and balloons and darts. you received the lego set you've been pining after forever, pokemon cards, a texas a&m blanket and a texas a&m football helmet and jersey.
happy birthday to my sweet noodle! we love you so much!
Monday, September 23, 2013
1 month old!
Friday, September 20, 2013
another silas medical update
the last medical update on silas was about his appointment with the cardiologist and i think i mentioned there that we also had an appointment scheduled with a pediatric surgeon. we were also referred there because of the risk of bowel malrotation that you so often see with situs inversus.
so we met with the surgeon last thursday. john went with me and while we were waiting for the doctor to come in to the exam room, silas was getting hungry. i breastfed him and because we are also supplementing with a little formula, john offered to feed silas a bottle. well, while he was trying to burp him, silas had a HUGE blowout that went all over john's shorts. and right then, the surgeon walked in! john was amazing and had a great attitude about it and we were all laughing that silas definitely does not have a problem with making dirty diapers!
the surgeon was really sweet and thorough and went over all the different scenarios we might face with a child with situs inversus. he first recommended that we have an upper GI test done to absolutely confirm what the abdominal ultrasound showed...that there truly is no malrotation. the issue seemed to be that the small bowel was clearly on one side and the larger bowel on the other side. if there was malrotation, he would need surgery. the surgery would most likely be laprascopic and would involve a hospital stay for a day or two. if there was no malrotation, he would err on the conservative side and not pursue surgery until a problem perhaps arose later in life.
so we scheduled the upper GI test for the following morning. poor little guy had to drink a bottle of barium while they watched how it went through his bowels. then they took three additional x-rays to make sure they had good pictures for the surgeon. silas couldn't have anything to eat/drink for three hours prior to the test so that was a challenge to time his feeding in the night to make the last one as close to the three hour window as possible. then he refused to drink the barium out of their bottle. fortunately i had one of our bottles with us, so they transferred the barium to that and thankfully after some coaxing, he drank what was needed to get the x-rays. it was tortuous for me to hear him scream as they held him down and still while doing the x-rays.
then the waiting game began. i've always felt that silas was going to be okay, even though we needed to complete all these tests to make sure. the cardiologist appointment was exactly what i expected and i just felt the same about this one too.
finally, on wednesday the surgeon called and gave me the news i was hoping to hear...he does NOT need surgery! in fact, his bowels are in the position that the surgeon would put them in if he had needed surgery! he went over again the importance of telling any medical professional that silas sees about his situs inversus because everything will be flipped. this is particularly important before any test is performed of if he were to have appendicitis (since his appendix is on the left instead of the right). he still runs a risk of a volvulus (a volvulus is a twisting of the intestine that can occur in childhood. it causes a blockage, and may cut off blood flow and damage part of the intestine). the signs of this would be green vomit and/or a distended abdomen. we know to take him immediately to the ER of the children's hospital if he has either of these symptoms.
the surgeon sounded confident that we are now educated enough to know if there is a real problem so he doesn't need to see us back until silas is a year old. i think he just wants to follow up and check on things again when he is a little older.
we are so relieved and so thankful to have this part of the journey behind us. i *think* from this point forward we will just have our regular baby checkup appointments, hooray! he's been such a little trooper about it all but we are both ready to just hang out at home and rest and eat whenever we want and not worry about the timing of those things with appointments!
thanks for following his health issues and praying for us! the Lord is good and we are thankful for His protection over silas' life!
so we met with the surgeon last thursday. john went with me and while we were waiting for the doctor to come in to the exam room, silas was getting hungry. i breastfed him and because we are also supplementing with a little formula, john offered to feed silas a bottle. well, while he was trying to burp him, silas had a HUGE blowout that went all over john's shorts. and right then, the surgeon walked in! john was amazing and had a great attitude about it and we were all laughing that silas definitely does not have a problem with making dirty diapers!
the surgeon was really sweet and thorough and went over all the different scenarios we might face with a child with situs inversus. he first recommended that we have an upper GI test done to absolutely confirm what the abdominal ultrasound showed...that there truly is no malrotation. the issue seemed to be that the small bowel was clearly on one side and the larger bowel on the other side. if there was malrotation, he would need surgery. the surgery would most likely be laprascopic and would involve a hospital stay for a day or two. if there was no malrotation, he would err on the conservative side and not pursue surgery until a problem perhaps arose later in life.
so we scheduled the upper GI test for the following morning. poor little guy had to drink a bottle of barium while they watched how it went through his bowels. then they took three additional x-rays to make sure they had good pictures for the surgeon. silas couldn't have anything to eat/drink for three hours prior to the test so that was a challenge to time his feeding in the night to make the last one as close to the three hour window as possible. then he refused to drink the barium out of their bottle. fortunately i had one of our bottles with us, so they transferred the barium to that and thankfully after some coaxing, he drank what was needed to get the x-rays. it was tortuous for me to hear him scream as they held him down and still while doing the x-rays.
then the waiting game began. i've always felt that silas was going to be okay, even though we needed to complete all these tests to make sure. the cardiologist appointment was exactly what i expected and i just felt the same about this one too.
finally, on wednesday the surgeon called and gave me the news i was hoping to hear...he does NOT need surgery! in fact, his bowels are in the position that the surgeon would put them in if he had needed surgery! he went over again the importance of telling any medical professional that silas sees about his situs inversus because everything will be flipped. this is particularly important before any test is performed of if he were to have appendicitis (since his appendix is on the left instead of the right). he still runs a risk of a volvulus (a volvulus is a twisting of the intestine that can occur in childhood. it causes a blockage, and may cut off blood flow and damage part of the intestine). the signs of this would be green vomit and/or a distended abdomen. we know to take him immediately to the ER of the children's hospital if he has either of these symptoms.
the surgeon sounded confident that we are now educated enough to know if there is a real problem so he doesn't need to see us back until silas is a year old. i think he just wants to follow up and check on things again when he is a little older.
we are so relieved and so thankful to have this part of the journey behind us. i *think* from this point forward we will just have our regular baby checkup appointments, hooray! he's been such a little trooper about it all but we are both ready to just hang out at home and rest and eat whenever we want and not worry about the timing of those things with appointments!
thanks for following his health issues and praying for us! the Lord is good and we are thankful for His protection over silas' life!
happy birthday to my beloved (2 days late)
considering my sleep deprivation and life clearly not being about me, being 2 days late with this blog post doesn't seem that bad! my sweet husband didn't seem to mind one bit that the best i could do this year was a store-bought cheesecake and us singing happy birthday to him after dinner.
now next year...next year will be a different story...next year is a really BIG birthday that we must celebrate no matter the circumstances! can you guess how old he will be?
i shared "our story" on our old blog several years ago and thought it would be fun to repost it here on the new blog. sharing our story and listening to the stories of others is one of my most favorite things!
so here's the story of john and jenn:
I met John through my college roommate Julie. John and Julie grew up together in their youth group. When we (Julie and I) would come home for a weekend, Julie would gather all of her friends from home too. So inevitably, I came to know several people that belonged to Julie's circle, John included. So we would see each other periodically, maybe 2-3 times a year for a couple of years, even when Julie moved to Tyler to attend a college there.
I remember the first time I met John. He was teaching at a Christian school where Julie's mom worked and so we went to see him in his classroom on a visit to Julie's mom. I found it quite comical. There were 3 girls in his room and he seemed totally uncomfortable and maybe intimidated by all of these women. I knew a little about John at this point. Julie valued his friendship and theology. He seemed very internal, maybe a little quiet, and definitely a thinker. I love boys like that. And he played guitar, a huge plus in my book.
I remember on another visit, we went to a baseball game and my other roommate Kendra made the comment that she could see John and I getting married. A totally off the cuff comment, especially since Kendra didn't really know John enough to make such a prediction. Nonetheless, I will admit it made John all the more attractive and mysterious to me.
One weekend, Heather C and I went to visit Julie in Tyler, along with Julie's friends Daniel, Heather and of course, John. We all crashed in Julie's one bedroom apartment and had a great time. Julie told me later that Heather told her on the way back home that John kept talking about me. Hmmmmm....
My dad and Julie had a funny relationship. They were bound to one another by their love for cut-off shorts and Dad sort of adopted Julie as his 3rd daughter. So when it came time for Julie to graduate college, my dad and I traveled to Tyler to see Julie graduate and attend a little celebration back at her apartment. This visit to Tyler confirmed my suspicions that John was interested in me. He had traveled there too and back at Julie's apartment, he would not leave me alone, totally giving me a hard time about everything, a true sign of love. Right in front of my dad!
So things went along like this for awhile. Julie moved back to the area and the 3 of us would meet at a coffee shop once a month maybe for a deep theological discussion (or should I say argument?) and some coffee. It was great! Oh, how I miss those days. Well, Julie had the nerve to go off and get engaged to a guy in Boston (Julie if you are reading this, I am just kidding!) so she quickly ditched us and it became just a John/Jennifer theological debate. Basically, John would beat me up with the Bible and I would take it! :) These were the best of times and the worst of times because John was leaving in January to attend Westminster Seminary in Philadelphia and I knew our days were numbered.
Now, let me take a break and make mention of this. I was a fiercely independent single girl and was content, for the most part, with that role in life. I was working full time, going to Seminary full time and leading worship for the youth group at my church. I lived out of my car. I had bags packed for each thing I did. I was super busy and loved every second of it. I had been wounded by a previous relationship and in many ways, was damaged goods. I had been so hurt emotionally (and this was 4 years prior) that I really struggled with trusting another person with my heart. John and I talked about this even in our coffee meetings.
So with that said, I didn't know what to think about John or about him leaving. I remember him calling on Christmas Day to see if I wanted to go see Lord of the Rings at the movies with him that night. Umm, duh, yes I wanted to go. We went to the 10pm show and I remember making my hand easily available to him in the movies so that if he wanted to hold my hand, he could do so. He didn't take the bait. We laugh about this now.
So, the time came for him to leave. 3 days before he was set to drive to Philly, we had a coffee date. After much consternation, I had written him a letter describing to the best of my ability how I felt about him. I also bought him a phone card so that if he wanted to call me, he could. But I was a chicken and only gave it to him at the end of our time together that night, with the explicit instructions to not open it until he got home. I was scared.
Well, the next day goes by and I don't hear from him. Not a good sign. The Lord was good to me though. He protected my heart. I was not in despair.
The next night, the night before he leaves town, my phone rings. It's him. Lord, help me. After some small talk, he gets right to the point. He drops the bomb. We are too much alike. It would never work. What??? In the same sentence he would say "I think about you all the time and want to call you" and "We are too much alike and it would never work." What was a girl to say? He just stomped my heart, my vulnerable heart into the ground, but I liked him too much to get mad. I don't remember how the conversation ended, but it did and I wondered if our friendship would ever be the same.
Well, I went on with life. I thought about him a lot, but I was so busy (the Lord's providence) that I just didn't have time to throw a pity party. 2 weeks go by and on a Sunday afternoon, the phone rings and it's him. We talked about Seminary and Philly and what life was like there. We talked for over an hour. He accused me of avoiding him and I explained that I was just extremely busy, in fact, I really needed to let him go so that I could finish reading for school before church that night. But he wouldn't get off the phone. And then finally, he worked up enough nerve....he was wrong. What!?!? He had dinner with a buddy there who was engaged and he was telling John how much he and this girl were alike and how things were great, etc. and suddenly John realized his "theology" was wrong. It was good to be alike, not bad.
So, he wanted to date.
From Philly.
Could this work?
That was in February 2002. Well, there were a few bumps along the road. He foolishly thought we should just talk 2 times a week on the phone. Silly boy! And then when I suggested he fly home for a weekend to see me, this was such a revelation to him. He had a lot to learn! This was actually the first time he had ever met my parents. Though by this point, unbeknownst to our parents, we had already talked marriage and when and what then.
So he met my parents in March and I scheduled a flight to Philly in April. Unbeknownst to me, John called and spoke with my dad while I was in class at Seminary one night to ask his permission to ask me to marry him. My dad's response: "Are you sure you want her?"
So in April, I flew to Philly, my first visit there. It was beautiful. My flight, of course, was delayed and I got in very late that Friday night. John came and picked me up the next morning and took me to this arboretum nearby. I didn't know it, but this was a planned visit. He was going to propose. He had his roommates, David and Tom, plant this little bag with the ring at the base of this huge tree and then from a distance watch to make sure no one came along to take it. As we walked up to this tree, they were instructed to leave so that we would have our private moment. Well, just getting into Philly the night before, I had no idea that John was about to propose. I knew he was going to propose (or at least I was pretty sure) that weekend but not so quickly. So as we come up on this little gift bag, the conversation went like this:
John: "Oh, look. I wonder what is in that bag?"
Jennifer: "John, that is not our bag, do not mess with it!"
John: "I just want to see what is inside." And as he opens it, he rips the little sticker that was holding it closed.
Jennifer: "Well, great! Now they (the rightful owner) will know you messed with it."
So CLUELESS!!! Well, once I see him pull out a ring box, John says my eyes got really big and sparkly and he asked me to marry him. It was magical.
Oh and I forgot to mention that it had been raining all morning and stopped just as we pulled up to park. It was April 18, a Saturday. Then, we did what most people do who just became engaged. We went to eat a philly cheese steak sandwich! Ha! And the funny thing....the guy sitting next to us at the bar of the deli turned to us and said, "I can tell you two are really in love." Isn't that crazy!?!?! We confessed that we had just gotten engaged. We did go out for a romantic dinner that night and then to NYC the next day. We met Julie (of all people!) at Redeemer Presbyterian Church. It was a great time there, mixed with some sadness, as we knew we would spend the majority of our engagement in different time zones.
But God was faithful and upheld us until our wedding day, January 11, 2003, just eleven months after John made that phone call to me from Philly.
John, you are the greatest gift outside of Jesus that the Lord has given me. And through you, the gift of our three sons. Thank you for changing your mind and calling me and loving me from that moment on.
I love you baby!
now next year...next year will be a different story...next year is a really BIG birthday that we must celebrate no matter the circumstances! can you guess how old he will be?
i shared "our story" on our old blog several years ago and thought it would be fun to repost it here on the new blog. sharing our story and listening to the stories of others is one of my most favorite things!
so here's the story of john and jenn:
I met John through my college roommate Julie. John and Julie grew up together in their youth group. When we (Julie and I) would come home for a weekend, Julie would gather all of her friends from home too. So inevitably, I came to know several people that belonged to Julie's circle, John included. So we would see each other periodically, maybe 2-3 times a year for a couple of years, even when Julie moved to Tyler to attend a college there.
I remember the first time I met John. He was teaching at a Christian school where Julie's mom worked and so we went to see him in his classroom on a visit to Julie's mom. I found it quite comical. There were 3 girls in his room and he seemed totally uncomfortable and maybe intimidated by all of these women. I knew a little about John at this point. Julie valued his friendship and theology. He seemed very internal, maybe a little quiet, and definitely a thinker. I love boys like that. And he played guitar, a huge plus in my book.
I remember on another visit, we went to a baseball game and my other roommate Kendra made the comment that she could see John and I getting married. A totally off the cuff comment, especially since Kendra didn't really know John enough to make such a prediction. Nonetheless, I will admit it made John all the more attractive and mysterious to me.
One weekend, Heather C and I went to visit Julie in Tyler, along with Julie's friends Daniel, Heather and of course, John. We all crashed in Julie's one bedroom apartment and had a great time. Julie told me later that Heather told her on the way back home that John kept talking about me. Hmmmmm....
My dad and Julie had a funny relationship. They were bound to one another by their love for cut-off shorts and Dad sort of adopted Julie as his 3rd daughter. So when it came time for Julie to graduate college, my dad and I traveled to Tyler to see Julie graduate and attend a little celebration back at her apartment. This visit to Tyler confirmed my suspicions that John was interested in me. He had traveled there too and back at Julie's apartment, he would not leave me alone, totally giving me a hard time about everything, a true sign of love. Right in front of my dad!
So things went along like this for awhile. Julie moved back to the area and the 3 of us would meet at a coffee shop once a month maybe for a deep theological discussion (or should I say argument?) and some coffee. It was great! Oh, how I miss those days. Well, Julie had the nerve to go off and get engaged to a guy in Boston (Julie if you are reading this, I am just kidding!) so she quickly ditched us and it became just a John/Jennifer theological debate. Basically, John would beat me up with the Bible and I would take it! :) These were the best of times and the worst of times because John was leaving in January to attend Westminster Seminary in Philadelphia and I knew our days were numbered.
Now, let me take a break and make mention of this. I was a fiercely independent single girl and was content, for the most part, with that role in life. I was working full time, going to Seminary full time and leading worship for the youth group at my church. I lived out of my car. I had bags packed for each thing I did. I was super busy and loved every second of it. I had been wounded by a previous relationship and in many ways, was damaged goods. I had been so hurt emotionally (and this was 4 years prior) that I really struggled with trusting another person with my heart. John and I talked about this even in our coffee meetings.
So with that said, I didn't know what to think about John or about him leaving. I remember him calling on Christmas Day to see if I wanted to go see Lord of the Rings at the movies with him that night. Umm, duh, yes I wanted to go. We went to the 10pm show and I remember making my hand easily available to him in the movies so that if he wanted to hold my hand, he could do so. He didn't take the bait. We laugh about this now.
So, the time came for him to leave. 3 days before he was set to drive to Philly, we had a coffee date. After much consternation, I had written him a letter describing to the best of my ability how I felt about him. I also bought him a phone card so that if he wanted to call me, he could. But I was a chicken and only gave it to him at the end of our time together that night, with the explicit instructions to not open it until he got home. I was scared.
Well, the next day goes by and I don't hear from him. Not a good sign. The Lord was good to me though. He protected my heart. I was not in despair.
The next night, the night before he leaves town, my phone rings. It's him. Lord, help me. After some small talk, he gets right to the point. He drops the bomb. We are too much alike. It would never work. What??? In the same sentence he would say "I think about you all the time and want to call you" and "We are too much alike and it would never work." What was a girl to say? He just stomped my heart, my vulnerable heart into the ground, but I liked him too much to get mad. I don't remember how the conversation ended, but it did and I wondered if our friendship would ever be the same.
Well, I went on with life. I thought about him a lot, but I was so busy (the Lord's providence) that I just didn't have time to throw a pity party. 2 weeks go by and on a Sunday afternoon, the phone rings and it's him. We talked about Seminary and Philly and what life was like there. We talked for over an hour. He accused me of avoiding him and I explained that I was just extremely busy, in fact, I really needed to let him go so that I could finish reading for school before church that night. But he wouldn't get off the phone. And then finally, he worked up enough nerve....he was wrong. What!?!? He had dinner with a buddy there who was engaged and he was telling John how much he and this girl were alike and how things were great, etc. and suddenly John realized his "theology" was wrong. It was good to be alike, not bad.
So, he wanted to date.
From Philly.
Could this work?
That was in February 2002. Well, there were a few bumps along the road. He foolishly thought we should just talk 2 times a week on the phone. Silly boy! And then when I suggested he fly home for a weekend to see me, this was such a revelation to him. He had a lot to learn! This was actually the first time he had ever met my parents. Though by this point, unbeknownst to our parents, we had already talked marriage and when and what then.
So he met my parents in March and I scheduled a flight to Philly in April. Unbeknownst to me, John called and spoke with my dad while I was in class at Seminary one night to ask his permission to ask me to marry him. My dad's response: "Are you sure you want her?"
So in April, I flew to Philly, my first visit there. It was beautiful. My flight, of course, was delayed and I got in very late that Friday night. John came and picked me up the next morning and took me to this arboretum nearby. I didn't know it, but this was a planned visit. He was going to propose. He had his roommates, David and Tom, plant this little bag with the ring at the base of this huge tree and then from a distance watch to make sure no one came along to take it. As we walked up to this tree, they were instructed to leave so that we would have our private moment. Well, just getting into Philly the night before, I had no idea that John was about to propose. I knew he was going to propose (or at least I was pretty sure) that weekend but not so quickly. So as we come up on this little gift bag, the conversation went like this:
John: "Oh, look. I wonder what is in that bag?"
Jennifer: "John, that is not our bag, do not mess with it!"
John: "I just want to see what is inside." And as he opens it, he rips the little sticker that was holding it closed.
Jennifer: "Well, great! Now they (the rightful owner) will know you messed with it."
So CLUELESS!!! Well, once I see him pull out a ring box, John says my eyes got really big and sparkly and he asked me to marry him. It was magical.
Oh and I forgot to mention that it had been raining all morning and stopped just as we pulled up to park. It was April 18, a Saturday. Then, we did what most people do who just became engaged. We went to eat a philly cheese steak sandwich! Ha! And the funny thing....the guy sitting next to us at the bar of the deli turned to us and said, "I can tell you two are really in love." Isn't that crazy!?!?! We confessed that we had just gotten engaged. We did go out for a romantic dinner that night and then to NYC the next day. We met Julie (of all people!) at Redeemer Presbyterian Church. It was a great time there, mixed with some sadness, as we knew we would spend the majority of our engagement in different time zones.
But God was faithful and upheld us until our wedding day, January 11, 2003, just eleven months after John made that phone call to me from Philly.
John, you are the greatest gift outside of Jesus that the Lord has given me. And through you, the gift of our three sons. Thank you for changing your mind and calling me and loving me from that moment on.
I love you baby!
Monday, September 16, 2013
3 weeks old and baptism
silas you are 3 weeks old now. you are looking around more and more and you love staring up at the ceiling fan. you are just starting to coo some which totally melts my heart! you are awake more and more and just when we think we have you figured out, you throw us for a loop and we are scratching our heads about eating, sleeping and burping. you've been a real trooper through all your doctors appointments and your mama is SO ready to have that behind us!
yesterday you became a covenant child of our church as the rest of the family took our membership vows. you were baptized by pastor kyle and spoken to by elder phil. we were wondering how you would do and you did great! you were awake and looking around at all the lights. pastor kyle walked you around the congregation (which we love!) so that everyone who were vowing to pray for you would see your cute little face. you weren't a huge fan of the water when it came to the actual baptizing but you didn't complain too loudly.
we are so thankful for our new church and the love of our Heavenly Father!
yesterday you became a covenant child of our church as the rest of the family took our membership vows. you were baptized by pastor kyle and spoken to by elder phil. we were wondering how you would do and you did great! you were awake and looking around at all the lights. pastor kyle walked you around the congregation (which we love!) so that everyone who were vowing to pray for you would see your cute little face. you weren't a huge fan of the water when it came to the actual baptizing but you didn't complain too loudly.
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| phil having us take our membership and baptism vows |
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| pastor kyle walking silas around the congregation |
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| going to get baptized |
we are so thankful for our new church and the love of our Heavenly Father!
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