My sweet little Lance was baptized last Saturday, and we were able to enjoy a very special day together with our loved ones. I don't know what I'll remember most about this day in the future: the amazing spirit, the wonderful messages that were shared, being supported by family and friends, or the fact that Lance had a cold sore that hurt so bad he couldn't even smile. Poor little guy. He didn't let it ruin his day, though. He was a trooper. He has such a tender spirit. He didn't do much visiting with anyone, but you could just tell that he was so content to be surrounded by so many people who love him.

Kira and Rob were very gracious about being asked to speak, and they both did a wonderful job. Corben played a musical number on his ocharina and did fabulous. And even though BJ and Brooke had to drive down from Provo AND had an accident on the way (of the potty variety) they still arrived as soon as they could. And many other family members made special arrangements to be there (shout out to Denny for calling in sick. You're SO sweet!)

We had a fun dinner afterwards. Due to the fact that we were leaving early the next morning for vacation, we had it at a church house. GREAT idea. It went wonderfully. Everyone was so helpful and wonderful, my heart was just bursting by the end of the day.

Since Jeremy and I both have good-sized families we decided to keep it a relatives only event, but Lance insisted on inviting Dan and Eddie. They were two of the coaches on Corben's football team that Lance got to know from being waterboy. They are two of the most amazing men I've ever met. I've never known anyone to bring Lance out of his shell like they did. Every day they made him feel so special, treating him like he was their best bud. He hardly speaks a word to them, but he has come to totally love them. I'm grateful for people like this, and for our wonderful families who are always there for us.