We practically ran for the van and got to the field for the last flag football game about 5 minutes before it started. We had all 12 of our players there and the kids played their hearts out but we still lost to the Eagles. They looked like they had been playing together for a while. We handed out treats and pictures and certificates, briefly accepted thanks from the parents, and sprinted once again for the van. I wanted to catch the end of Sport's game.
After the coach's speech we again sprinted for the car since Sport was now 20 minutes late for Nutcracker rehearsal. It took us another 10 to drive to the studio. I walked in with him and apologized and he said no one got after him, so I think he was ok. My sweetie and I drove home, taking a minute to breathe. The day was just getting started.
Bossy headed for home about 3:00. By then I was sending the kids for showers and starting to get them ready to go. At 3:45 Bossy called me all in a panic. They didn't have a jumpsuit big enough to fit Fajita! Most kids get baptized at 8 and she was already 14. I was ready to go by then, so I pulled on my boots and headed for the distribution center near the Jordan River Temple. After several crazy moments, we finally found a dress I thought might work. I knew it would be tight and a little short, but the adult ones were way too big and they didn't have any jumpsuits that would even remotely work.
Thank goodness I had told Bossy to bring the fishing weights! When I arrived at the church my sweetie already had all the kids there. We slipped into the dressing room and I helped Bossy load the bottom hem with the weights. We didn't want her dress flying up when she stepped into the water!
When all was well they began the meeting. We were in the room with the font for the entire meeting since there was a funeral going on in the chapel. There were tons of family and friends there to support Fajita and they crammed as many chairs in that small room as they could. Bossy spoke first on Baptism, then I led the song that all the kids sang. Right after that I gave my talk on the Gift of the Holy Ghost. Then it was time for the actual baptism. My sweetie got to do the honors with the Dog Walker as one witness and Grandpa as the other. Fajita went all the way under the first time.
Bossy's family left around 10:00. I cleaned up the kitchen, loaded the dishwashers and settled in to fold several batches of laundry while the Dog Walker read to me from his Economics book. It was a long and tiring day, but a great one!
Now if things would just slow down a little...
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