Sweet P

Sometimes I get just a little annoyed when parents rave about how wonderful their children are, so be prepared to be a little annoyed if you are anything like me.

First of all, last week was Paige's dance recital.

Go Paigey!

Then Saturday was her baptism day. She was so excited for this day to come and kept talking about how it would make her all clean. When she went to meet with the bishop beforehand, Kallie was worried about being left behind and said, "I want to see what it is like to get baptized!" We reassured her that she wouldn't miss the baptism.

I made the dress, and it really wasn't that stressful (seam ripping and all). This was my first time sewing on a sheer fabric, and I thought it came out wonderfully. Awesome, another sewing skill under my belt.

Paige endured some burns on her ears to make this beautiful hairdo possible. She looked like an angel to me.

When we went into the dressing room to change her into her baptismal suit, I was all teary eyed remembering when I was in her position and my mom was in mine. I can't explain how privileged I felt to be the mother of such a sweet child.

We gave her scriptures for her baptism, and she insisted on reading passages about baptism with the family later that day. She took them in the car everywhere we went, and started highlighting passages.

Sunday night, I discovered her scriptures, the primary song book and hymn book opened to Christmas songs, and a manger scene set up in my office.

Later I found the program that listed who would play Mary and Joseph, who would be singing which songs, and who would be reading scripture passages. She had planned a whole Christmas program for the family to participate in when her cousins came over for dinner that evening. Apparently, nobody wanted to, but I think it's so sweet that she planned it out like that.

After all the festivities, she was helping clean up and she said, "Mom, do you know why I'm helping clean?" When I asked why, she said, "Because baptism changed my life."

Can a parent ask for anything more?