Everyone was bustling around and fussing over me, so whatsa' guy to do? I ate and had a nap!
I woke up just in time! People were rushing around and demanded I wear a white, satin suit! Don't they know babies and white don't mix? I managed to hold it all together while they did their thing.
Eleven week old WRS was duly christened.
Then I lived up to my family name. With my messy, oiled hair, my shoe untied and falling off, my clothes rumpled, my shirttail out, and drool everywhere, I proceeded to charm everyone. The fragrance of Christening oil hasn't worn off, but Mom is already thinking about my first birthday party. I had better get busy, I have a lot to teach them before then!
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Wonderful family post.
ReplyDeleteCute, cute, cute!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful post. Your description of him after though, totally described how all my kids looked right after their christenings.
ReplyDeleteCongrats to WRS and his parents.
Living up to yor last name there young fellow.
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