Monday, March 03, 2008
There is nothing more joyous than watching a baby join God's family through baptism. Micaiah West was baptized by her father on Sunday and it was so wonderful to watch--through the tears in my eyes.
It was a short, but great weekend with the Berkbiglers and the Wests. Paul and Cory stayed with me at my parent's house, despite the fact that Ashley Furniture neglected to deliver a bed for them. On a quick sidenote, it really takes a LOT to get my dad mad and he was ANGRY about that situation. But all was fine with the lovely invention of air mattresses. We really spent most of our time with Erin, Brian, Micaiah and their families. I loved catching up with Paul, Phylis, and Nora Witbrodt and getting to know Doug and Teri West a bit better.
Micaiah is amazing! She is just precious, there is no other way to describe her. Which sounds cliche, but I don't care. I don't want to take anything away from Brian and Erin's post so I will leave it there and just let you see pictures.
I drove back to SA this morning...on a spare tire since one of mine split while sitting in front of Erin and Brian's house. There is nothing more humbling than driving over 150 miles at 55 mph. I have a lead foot so it was a lesson in patience and thankfulness for cruise control.