Baptizing Our Boys

Last month, Henry and Parker were baptized at our church and we celebrated with both my family and Mark’s family.  Everyone came over to our house for lunch, and then we began the process of getting the boys dressed in their little white outfits.  The true miracle of the day was that we got out everyone dressed up (myself included) and out the door on time!

Our wedding chalkboard continues to live on. 

A HUGE thank you to my mom for all the cute decorations, and to Mark’s mom, for so much yummy food and snacks.

Mark’s brother Mike had just gotten back from a trip to Australia, and the boys scored the little critters in this picture.

A delicious cake that we ate for breakfast, lunch and dinner in the days following the baptism.

Henry, packed and ready to go!  Both boys had these cute personalized shoes, which were a baby gift when they were born.  Adorbs.

Baptized!  

Here’s the funny story of the day. We got to the church and settled into some pews with all our family, with plenty of time to spare before the ceremony began.  Just as they were starting to call up babies (there were 16 getting baptized that day!!), we noticed a certain…. smell.  Parker needed to be changed.  My mom and I rushed him to the bathroom and discovered he had made a little mess in his WHITE outfit.  Of course.  To this day, this is still the only time we have been away from the house and needed a full-on clothing change for either boy.  But he couldn’t change out of his clothes because he couldn’t exactly get baptized in the orange fox pajamas I had packed in his bag for an emergency such as this!  So… thank goodness Grandma Neuschafer made them some white blankets, which I strategically used to cover the offending spot on his pants for his big moment.  Mom and I did some quick damage control and then returned back to the church for his time to shine.

Oh yeah, and Parker pretty much slept through everything.  Henry was awake and did really well in his first official mass since Christmas (which HE slept all the way through.)

A day for their history books, for sure.

Winter Storm Warning

Today it was almost 80 degrees in Dallas.  In December.  And, even with these temperatures, we are technically under a winter storm warning. Wacky, right?  The temps are supposed to fall forty degrees in the next 24 hours, and we’re due to get some sleet and ice.  I would be all about some cozy days at home inside, but we had some big plans coming up in the next few days!  Plans that will likely get postponed or canceled.  Womp, womp.

With the cold weather coming, I’ve been taking advantage of these perfect days by taking the boys on a walk every afternoon.  It takes some major maneuvering to get them loaded in the stroller and then out the door and down the stairs in front of our house, and there is a very small window in between when both of them eat and nap when they are actually in a good enough mood to go for a walk, but it’s worth it to get out of the house and into the sunshine, even for only 20 minutes.  Henry always rides on the “lower level” of the stroller because he almost immeadiatly falls asleep.  Like before we even make it to the sidewalk from our front walk, he’s out.  Parker rides up top and watches everything go by.  I also play music on my phone while we walk and set it in his seat next to him so he can hear the songs.  He likes to listen to music, and doesn’t mind when I sing along as well!