The Baptismal service yesterday was wonderful. Little Allen didn't seem too excited about the water part, but he quickly recovered and was soon quiet again. We had a huge Italian feast afterwards, consisting of spaghetti, lasagna, stuffed manicotti, bruchetta, pasta salad, Greek salad, stuffed mushrooms, fresh homemade garlic bread, Insalata Caprese, and I think that covers most of it...the dinner part anyway. For dessert we had a white baptismal cake and ice cream. The rest of our day at church was spent visiting, knitting, playing whiffle ball and wrestling (the guys did, we sat watching, rather amused ;-))
Afterwards, we took the Chandlers and Evans out to our property to show them our house. We had hoped the couple living there would have been out on Saturday, but the shop was still full of things and the house was not completely empty, so we just gave them a tour of the grounds. It is kind of odd hosting people just outside with no refreshments and such, but we had a blast and leaving and going our separate ways, as always, was sad.
Our moving truck comes this Thursday...and so does James! All of the little ones keep asking if it is really their Buba that is coming and can't wait for his plane to land. He will be here for two weeks, so it will be nice to see him again. It has been rather hard for us to convince people that we really do have an older brother since he never travels with us, but thanks to the Evans (who have met him) it hasn't been too hard this time. ;-) If you still have doubts, you'll have to come see him when he gets here.
Oh, and here is something for all y'all back in Texas...the high for today is 67. Are you ready to come visit, yet? ;-)