Rewind four years ago to a cold January day...the day we celebrated the gift of our Baby Flynn at her Baptism. I loved that day...I always loved Baptism Day for so many reasons. I loved thanking God for the gift He blessed us with. I loved the feeling of completeness the day brought. First there was the pregnancy...then the birth...the bringing baby home...and finally, the Baptism. I always felt as if that was the end of one period and the beginning of the next...the start of our lives as a new family.
I remember this day so very well. I remember most being alone in my room with Flynn after all the festivities ended, removing the beautiful Baptism dress that all of my daughters wore and thanking God yet again as the scent of chrism oil surrounded her. And if I try really hard...I can still smell it.
The beautiful cake for our girl.
So serious my baby was...
She was wearing a sweater made by my great grandmother. My mother put new white ribbon in just for Flynn. : )
Thank you God, again, for the gift of our Flynn Grace. : )