.: JULIET'S BAPTISM

Friday, October 9, 2020

JULIET'S BAPTISM

Juliet finally got baptised on Saturday the 8th of August. Generally kids at church get baptised as soon as they turn 8, but we delayed Juliet's by almost a year and a half (mostly because I was terribly unmotivated to organise it). Nevertheless, the motivation came, and it was an occasion Juliet absolutely loved. Interestingly, the delay turned out to be a really good thing. Juliet 'grew up' quite a bit in a year and a half and because of that, she really took the baptism to heart and truly took in every single moment. She learned, she listened, she thought, she questioned, and so on. For Juliet, she definitely didn't have that level of maturity on her 8th birthday.

The morning after Juliet's baptism, her and I were in the bathroom together. Juliet was sitting on the toilet and alarmingly said to me, "Mum! I haven't heard the Holy Ghost yet! How long will it take for him to come?" That lead to a great bathroom conversation, and it was cool to know she was still thinking about everything the next day. Since her baptism she has been a lot more enthusiastic about Primary, and now she really enjoys reading scriptures too. To celebrate her special day, Grandma very kindly bought Juliet her first set of scriptures. And Primary presented her with a special box full of church quotes and lollies, an embroidered hat and some little bits of jewellery. She also received nice cards from people and other little gifts from those who were very excited for her.

Just before Juliet turned 8, I asked my mum to buy the beautiful lace dress that Juliet is wearing in the top photo. It only just fit her for the baptism. One day after school we headed to Long Bay beach to get some photos in her dress. The funny thing was, that particular day, Juliet was wearing bright pink floral undies. I started to take some photos, but soon realised her undies were showing right through her dress in the sunlight. Something I failed to think of beforehand! We had to head back to our car in the beach parking lot and take them off. So in all the pics below, Juliet is undie-less! Free as a bird on the beach!

Oh, and one more story not to be forgotten. About two weeks before Juliet's baptism, I walked into our bathroom and Juliet was busy brushing her hair in the mirror. I immediately noticed some scissors laying next to the bathroom sink, and just as I said "What are the scissors doing here?" I noticed long strands of her hair in the rubbish bin. Unfortunately I over reacted with "what were you thinking, why would you do that!" as I couldn't believe she had cut long strands off right in the front, close to her forehead - right before her baptism of all things. Anyway, I calmed down and we had a good chat about never doing that again. She explained that some of her strands looked a bit curly, and she didn't like curls, so she figured it was best to just cut them off. Her brothers initially gave her a hard time for her new look, but she quickly found a way to temporarily tame her whispery little fringe with hair gel and lip balm. When Mrs Blau (her favourite teacher from school) recently braided her hair she commented, "Oh look at that, you've got lots of new hair growth Juliet!" Juliet remained silent, lol.

Below our favourite photos of Juliet in her lace dress:

We were all very happy to have Nana and Peter attend the baptism, and also Uncle Travis and Aunty Laura. Peter kindly baked his famous Anzac cookies to contribute to the refreshment table, and Laura came to church for the second time in her life. And lastly, Juliet's baptism wouldn't have been the same without her special little church friend, Summer. The girls have been best friends since their Nursery days....always giggling together, running around the chapel, hiding behind doors and under chairs, etc. When the formality of the baptism was over, in true Juliet and Summer fashion, they both ran in and out of the primary room squealing with happiness and laughter (probably on a sugar high from the cookies and milk we had for refreshments). After the clean up was done and everyone left, we all headed to Burger Fuel (Travis and Laura too) for some hearty gourmet burgers and milkshakes.

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Hayden gets upset at Ashton: "Right Ashton, that's it! I'm telling Jesus on you!"

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QUOTES

Like the changing leaves of fall...My little boy is now a man.
--Author Unknown

Boys are God's way of telling you that your house is too neat!
--Author Unknown

There never has been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between a mother and a son.
--Author Unknown

Boys are found everywhere - on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.
--Alan Marshall Beck

Something For A Giggle....

I Owe My Mother ....

My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE. "If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning."

My mother taught me RELIGION. "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL. "If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

My mother taught me LOGIC. " Because I said so, that's why."

My mother taught me MORE LOGIC. "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT. "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY. "Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS. "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM. "Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

My mother taught me about STAMINA. "You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

My mother taught me about WEATHER. "This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. "If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. "Stop acting like your father!"

My mother taught me about ENVY. "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION. "Just wait until we get home."

My mother taught me about RECEIVING. "You are going to get it when you get home!"

My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE. "If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to get stuck that way."

My mother taught me ESP. "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

My mother taught me HUMOR. "When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT. "If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My mother taught me GENETICS. "You're just like your father."

My mother taught me about my ROOTS. "Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

My mother taught me about JUSTICE. "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you!