connor got baptized last saturday.
afterward, he told his dad that he "definitely felt something" afterward. he thought it was maybe the holy ghost, and also a strong desire to go swimming.
fletcher was a bit obsessed with looking at the water. before we started he kept walking up to people and asking them to open the dividers so he could see it again. he says he's afraid to get baptized, because he will have to put his face in the water. better start practicing!
yummy food was had, and good friends came. I was pleased that nearly everyone there was someone who was involved directly in connor's life; at home or at church. we still have cake...
thanks, uncle mike, for taking pictures. i was a little preoccupied.