Hallelujah

Did I spell that right? Anyway, today was a big day - we took Mabel to Shepherdstown to be baptized, at the same church where Dylan and I were married. She handled it like a pro, and was even kind enough to reach up and pat the minister's cheek while he was rubbing holy oil on her.
Of course we don't have one picture of the service or afterward, because even though we had our camera with us in church it did not occur to us that we would have to actually be doing something whilst the girl was being baptized, and therefore be rendered unable to take pictures. Oh well. I did manage to take a few pictures of Mabel once we were back at Tom and Sandy (who also go by Grandma and Grandpa)'s house, before she barfed all over her dress. You can kind of see it in these pictures, but it's sort of en ecru-colored cotton, with very delicate embroidery at the top and short, puffed sleeves. We found it over the summer while we were antiquing and paid a whopping $5 for it. My guess is that it's from the 1920's or 30's.

After the service we went back to Tom and Sandy's and they had a few folks over for snacks and drinks. It was really nice, and we got to show off Mabel to Sandy's cousins, Tom and Judy, and her friends Nancy and her husband, Vernon. Everyone was so nice and it was a really lovely way to spend the afternoon. Dylan's granny (Mabel's great granny!) was of course there, too. She and Mabel were both wearing purple - Granny had on a pretty purple velvet blazer, and after church I changed Mabel into a purple onesie with an owl on the front. Very fetching.