Baptism day for Lucas and Kate

What can I say? Eight is great! Lucas is about a month older than Kate. Rachael is the only of my sisters in law that shared a pregnancy with me and I've always felt a special connection between these two. Since the Chandler family lives in Twin Falls now we don't get to see each other as much as we'd like. So we were all excited that they decided to come to Boise to baptize Kate. I immediately imposed upon the occation and suggested that Lucas also get baptized the same day. It was a very special day. Lucas is my baby, but it really does seem like these guys are still little. Look at these cute faces...

After the baptism we walked across the parking lot from the Cole Road chapel and took family pictures at the Boise Temple. Lucas particularly enjoyed tracing the letters engraved on the walls of the Temple.

He was blessed with a number of nice gifts to celebrate his special day, but he wouldn't let go of his new scriptures and journal. What a sweetheart.

 

I'll post more events of the Easter weekend and family fun, but this post is just for my special Kate and Lucas. We are so happy to be a part of their family.

My Right Arm and a Heavy Red Head

Right now Lucas is sleeping on my right arm. As I type I have a spot on my forearm that is aching from the weight of his heavy, red head. This boy can sleep. I'm sure he will grow to develop other memorable characteristics, but at eight years old his amazing ability for instant, sound, and uninterrupted  sleep is legacy worthy. As an infant I could change his diaper and entirely swap out day clothes to pajamas without him so much as cracking an eye. As he learned to talk he would call out to me in the car to let me know, "I going feep!" Or would occationally ask permission, "Mommy, I go feep now?" It was a regular occurance and would amaze friends and family when they would witness his immediate slumber after his announcements. He no longer snores, thanks to the removal of his tonsils when he was six, but he still has a deep, soothing rumble as he breathes. I hope I never forget the feeling of him sleeping here next to me. My heart swells with his every breath.