We set the date for the twin’s baptism today and found out
our parish was offering class this evening. After a quick feeding and some dinner for mom and dad, we
decided to walk up to the church.
It was just us and another couple.
Good thing because Brenden provided the entertainment. Just before Deacon John popped in the
sweet VHS from the same years of my baptism, we heard an explosion. This wouldn’t have been bad,
considering we had changed both Brenden and Jackson since we had been
there. However, this explosion was
on a completely different level.
Everyone in the class just stopped and looked at each other. It was literally ALL OVER the place. Luckily Mom had packed an extra set of
clothes for the walk home. This
was definitely one for the memory book.
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