Month five . . .
 

I was dedicated this month in the Bellingham church, by Elder Van Horn.  (He's holding me here, and I think he looks pretty happy about that!)  My grandmother and grandfather and uncles and more all came to watch.
 
Daddy sang a special song just for me (but we let our church family listen).  I fell asleep in his arms.  Everyone said I was very good.

Afterward, lots of people wanted
to talk to us and take our picture,
and then the whole family came
to our house for Sabbath dinner!
 
 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

I go for rides now--
in my stroller, my car seat,
and even in the laundry basket!

And I fall asleep with
whoever's warm and handy,
like Grammy.

 

And sometimes, they tell me, I look just like my Grandpa.