Marked Man

I am now a "marked man" but I mean this in a good way, today was my baptism at church. I was baptized at St. Thomas Episcopal Church in Medina by Rev. Steve Best (the same guy who married Mommy and Daddy). It was a nice day, all my grandparents and even Uncle Josh and Aunt Loren were present and Papa Boogs and Nanny presented me as my Godparents.

I thought it was a bit odd that Mommy put me in a dress! But later she explained to me that it was a gown, not a dress and it was a special baptism gown that G and Papa Boogs got near the Vatican in Rome, Italy. I didn't spit up on it so all the other kids who get to wear it will be happy it doesn't smell like sour milk.

I was pretty happy through most of the mass because I thought I was going to get to take a bath in the little tub they had set up, but when it came to my turn Rev. Steve poured the water on my head instead and Rev. Jane rubbed a bunch of oil on my forehead. I was very unhappy with the whole thing and demanded afterwards that they take me to look at the stain glass windows. For some reason I find these windows very soothing and funny.