We had a big weekend at our house - Ainsley's baptism! It's quite the saga, so I'll take you through it bit by bit. First, Friday night - everyone arrives.
Uncle Butt had a lot of fun reading books with nephews Zach (left) and Quinn (right). Zach is 3, Quinn is 18 months.
Cousin Quinn met Ainsley for the first time this weekend and was suitably impressed and VERY polite. We think it's because he's nervous about a newborn having so much hair...
Uncle Kevin looks like a natural, doesn't he? Thankfully he's nicer to his niece AJ than he has been in the past to our cats, Ike and Reggie. They don't let him hold them nearly as much as Ainsley did.
Uncle Brian was pretty happy to hold our peanut as well, even when unexpected, um, outputs were part of the program (more on that later).
And Aunt Donna, of course, also got into the fun. In fact, Ainsley spent to much time being held on Saturday that she threw a MAJOR hissy fit when it was time to be going to bed Saturday night.
So, the family arrived and were very happy to be crammed into our little house. Why crammed, you say? Because the weather kept us from journeying outside! But that's yet to come...
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