My brother-in-law Peter, his wife Sarah, and their daughter Odette came through town yesterday and spent the night with us on their way to a Spring Training vacation in Arizona.
Peter is also the pastor in the immediate family, and he did the honors of baptizing Nora a couple of weeks ago.
What's funny is, he said as I handed her over to him last night "This is the first time I've gotten to hold her."
Ah, the danger of living in a big family. The baby's six months old, and if you're a man, chances are slim that if you're not the father, you don't get much in the way of holding baby time.
We played a game of Chutes and Ladders with Odette -- who MADE her own copy of the game, and she and her Dad made up silly things you have to do if you land on certain squares.
As you can see, there's one square that says "Hold your tongue and sing a song."
That's Brian on the right, and Odette making fun of him.
Then it was time for dessert. Brian has a habit of adding whipped cream to everything, whether it's his cold cereal (yes, seriously) or the no-need-to-be-improved-upon Death By Chocolate Birthday Cake.
But he squirted a bit of whipped cream into anyone with a waiting mouth, and Odette was one.
I was the other. Just this once.
And this cutie pie is Nora this morning. Getting bigger by the minute. Squirmier by the minute, and of course, cuter.
I hope your Easter was just as nice!