Today was a really nice day. I am feeling a bit melancholy, I’m not sure why. It really was a nice service, Grayson looked adorable and little and everyone in the family, whether members of my church or not were very supportive and generous. I really am surrounded by the most wonderful people.

I have been forced into some recollection of the past and although the memory is sweet, there is also sadness that comes with childhood memories. But I will save that for the post following this one. This one I just want to focus on my cute little boy, and how sad/sweet today was. Not sad because of anything other than he’s 8! He’s old enough to be baptized. This little angel boy that I almost lost when he was born has been on this earth for 8 years. As I watched him go under the water I was moved to tears. Just by the sheer magnitude that I was chosen to be the mother of this amazing little spirit. He’s had a rough couple of weeks leading up to today, and I know why. I’ve tried to explain it to him, and I hope he understands why. He is just the most impressive little man, and I’m just so proud of him.

Here are some shots of the “Space Monkey” on his big day!