Charlie was able to fit into the baptismal gown that my godmother made for me...my sister and her husband were the godparents and Henry served as the reminder to all that I've only recently begun attending church with any regularity. He immediately removed his shoes and socks and proceeded to have the run of the church. Thanks to Granny and Kathy, he was sequestered to some degree.
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Sara it really doesn't matter how often you go to church. Many children act up much worse that Henry did. But you didn't. You were a good kid until you tried to "break" Amanda's hand. Ha ha remember?
Love, your Godmother.
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