My blue-eyed boys (don't adjust your glasses --this one's just blurry for some reason)
On the first Saturday in September, my third born, Samuel Wells Hall was baptized by his Daddy.
Prideful? Perhaps a bit
Sam was ready and waiting for this big day. He was pleased with the program, (it featured a musical number by Abbie, Eliza and Madeleine; a talk given by Zach; and stories from Mom and Uncle Jed; Aunt Anita played the piano, and we all sang) he was peaceful about his decision. And when my Sam is at peace -- I am at peace. Grandma Hall was in town for Aunt Susie's birthday, and our faithful Aunt Lynda and Uncle Chuck attended (how could we hold a true Wells gathering without them?)
Some loyal supporters
Susie happily enjoying the luncheon afterward
We missed our Chicago and Vegas cousins, and especially our missionary grandparents, but they sent special notes, and loving well wishes. What a support group we have!
Receiving his scripture surprise (his eyes are closed in this one)
"Just what I wanted!"
2 comments:
Now that's a handsome boy! Love to see Sam to contented. Congrats again on this special milestone. Sure love ya!
IT was a pretty super day! We were so glad to be apart of it!
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