We have been looking forward to baptizing Ruby since before we brought her home. This was one of the milestones that we could all enjoy together. It seemed too much to throw the water at her when she first arrived, and, since her sisters had all be baptized in the summer in our historic eighteenth-century church, we wanted to continue that tradition. We tried scheduling it for last fall, but the very day we had planned, her daddy was in the hospital learning he had an operable brain aneurism. This Sunday she finally got baptized.
We had talked about what it would be like, so she was ready for some water. I explained that it would be a sign that she was God's child, and that Mommy and Daddy were promising to teach her about God, and all this sounded fine to her. During the baptism her daddy shared her life verse, held her, and scooped water over her head. Her Nana was able to assist, since she is an elder in our denomination, just at a different church. Afterward Ruby had to tell me how the drops dripped down her back, but she wasn't upset at all by it.
My very strong husband brought nearly the last load of random items from the old house. I would not have imagined this was possible last summer when he was wracked with Lyme disease back pain! Our calves and biceps must have gotten stronger during this last month of going up and down steps. The last items seem to be the toughest, because they don't have an obvious spot. Another aspect of the transition is the fact that our home will be without internet for two or three months, depending on how speedy our provider is in connecting us.
Here's a sight I love, and one that is perfectly timed for our library's summer reading program. These two have been bonding in a beautiful way over the last few weeks.
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