Baptism Message

I've been sitting here reminiscing with my blog tonight thanks to my SIL, Abby; she is at that awkward point in her pregnancy where she has important clothing choices to make-throw in the towel and wear sweat pants all the time, or try like the dickens to make her normal jeans work until the last.possible.minute (guess which route I took?). She's super cute, and super tiny (oh to be pregnant in my 20's again). She's had a sealed envelope in her house for several weeks now that contains the sex of their baby and hasn't touched it-can you believe the will power? I'd have ripped that thing open within 4 1/2 minutes.

If you've never read her blog-you should, she's an entertaining writer (getting her masters in journalism at Georgetown right now-smart girl).

Anyway, I digress.

I started looking back through my Pedro pregnancy posts and found this cute one-now, when I say cute, I'm certainly not talking about me 8 months pregnant-but the sweet little story about Juan Carlos (then 3- now almost 8!) and our dead turtle. I had totally forgotten about it.

That makes me feel bad that I'm not blogging more now-how much of this crazy period of my life am I really going to remember a few years down the road? So, I am recommitting myself to my blog-even if they are just lame little posts to remember the funny things my kids do.

With that in mind...

Today we attended the baptism of one of our friends' son. Our primary always sets out paper for those who attend to write a little message to the child getting baptized and then they compile the messages into a little book. Pedro, who can only write his name at this point, wanted to write something a little more meaningful, so he handed me the paper and pencil and asked me to write it for him. I asked him what he wanted to tell Andrew on his special baptism day and he said, "Tell him I love Santa."

Is that too cute?