Claire finally got her act together and arranged to get baptized.
After some initial confusion by the Deacon that Baby Jack was the baptizee, all went smoothly. Thanks to my mom and dad for coming, and to Katie and Steve for agreeing to be godparents.
Now that Claire was officially a child of God, we all went to Von Rothenburg Bier Stube for brats, beer and pretzels.
At the bar, I took this nice picture of the girls and Baby Jack (and Katie):
Which was followed by a little horsing around:
Which apparently went a bit too far:
Which led to a tiny crying fit. I especially like Elsa's arms-outstretched "I'm not guilty, I don't know what happened!" gesture:
Baby Jack, it should be noted, slept through it all.









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