Carolyn-inspired

And oh, how I wish I had a current pic uploaded my dear nephew, and one of my godchildren to accompany this brief moment in history I am about share.  Picture this - at church, in our Sunday bestest.  Adoring a freshly baptised, darling baby boy.  Nary a pagan in sight.  Basking in the glow, and just feeling like a particularly fresh and lovely family, hangin' in the pews while some people take pictures.  Milling about, maybe 20 of us or so, including some extended family who came along for the waterworks.  My nephew, William, 3 years old and one of the happiest, smiliest children I have ever met, no joke.  Struts up to the priest, slaps on a huge grin, waves his hand gingerly in cordial greeting, and shouts 'Hi, Jesus!'  This singular moment has brought me to tears with laughter like, 4 times now upon recalling it, and still counting.  Of course, Father Jim - not wanting to dash the hopes of a jubilant youngster, and knowing that explaining the error in his statement would take long and delicate moments of discussion - he simply smiled, tried his hardest to contain his giggles, paused for a moment and gave him a big 'thumbs-up'.  BEST.  RESPONSE.  EVER.


~Sarah